19 ordspråk av Rudolf Bing
Rudolf Bing
Expressions of disapproval are on a level of vulgarity that cannot be tolerated. The way to express disapproval is to do without applause.
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Expressions of disapproval are on a level of vulgarity that cannot be tolerated. The way to express disapproval is to do without applause.
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How nice the human voice is when it isn't singing.
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I am perfectly happy to believe that nobody likes us but the public.
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I don't want them to come in with a white tie, and I don't want them to come in a black tie. But I do want them to come in a tie.
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I never for a moment believed they would perform at 10 o'clock in the morning. It's hard enough getting them to perform at 8 at night.
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I prefer to remember the happy things over 10 years, the things that went well. Let me see, what did go well?
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I will not enter into a public feud with Madame Callas, since I am well aware that she has considerably greater competence and experience at that kind of thing than I have.
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If that is not enough, will you please politely indicate that she can go to hell.
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It is becoming increasingly difficult to obtain the services of first-class conductors. They are sick and tired of dealing with singers, as I am.
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She will sing only if her husband conducts, so I accept the old Viennese saying that if you want the meat, you have to take the bones.
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She will sing only if her husband conducts, so I accept the old Viennese saying that if you want the meat, you have to take the bones.
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The opera always loses money. That's as it should be. Opera has no business making money.
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There are two sighs of relief every night in the life of an opera manager. The first comes when the curtain goes up The second sigh of relief comes when the final curtain goes down without any disaster, and one realizes, gratefully, that the miracle has happened again.
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There are two sighs of relief every night in the life of an opera manager. The first comes when the curtain goes up The second sigh of relief comes when the final curtain goes down without any disaster, and one realizes, gratefully, that the miracle has happened again.
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