In January 1944 I was called up by the Forced Labor Service, but I deserted on October 10, 1944.

When I was younger I was completely without money - when I was studying in Budapest, when I was a refugee.

My grandfather was not a musician but he was an artist - a painter, a decorative painter.

Stravinsky used Mother Goose. He was influenced by Mother Goose, indirectly, but very beautifully.

To be able to keep the promise I made to God, I think that keeps me going. No matter how much the money had been, I would have always fulfilled my promise, as that's the way I am.

I had more money than I could spend in million lifetimes.

What has become clear to many Americans is that the electoral system is bankrupt. As the political process becomes more privatized, outsourced, and overrun with money from corporations and billionaires, a wounded republic is on its death bed, gasping for life.

The whole point of having money, and working and making money, is to enjoy and spend it.