God tells me how the music should sound, but you stand in the way.

To some it is Napoleon, to some it is a philosophical struggle, to me it is allegro con brio.

I kissed my first girl and smoked my first cigarette on the same day. I haven’t had time for tobacco since.

Can’t you read? The score demands “con amore,” and what are you doing? You are playing it like married men!

God tells me how the music should sound, but you stand in the way.

When I was young, I kissed my first woman and smoked my first cigarette on the same day. Believe me, never since have I wasted any more time on tobacco.