Flowers are made to bloom in the sun and not to be shut up in an apron.

But in the course of my wanderings I had the good fortune to save the ninth life of a tailor -- tailors having, like cats, nine lives, as you probably know. The fellow was exceedingly grateful, for had he lost that ninth life it would have been the end of him; so he begged permission to furnish me with the stylish costume I now wear. It fits very nicely, does it not?

Look at the sky, you are too  small at  your ego.

For my own singing, I used to be attracted by the baroque, the flashier the better, but now I prefer a simpler, purer style.

Written By Renee Fleming

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