“Truly there would be reason to go mad were it not for music.”

“She walks in beauty, like the night”

“I'm just a musical prostitute, my dear.”

“Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?”

“The cinema is an old whore, like circus and variety, who knows how to give many kinds of pleasure.”