He wanted nothing, for the time being, except to understand. . . . Without advice, assistance or plan, he began reading an incongruous assortment of books; he would find some passage which he could not understand in one book, and he would get another on that subject. . . . There was no order in his reading; but there was order in what remained of it in his mind.
If somebody asks me to recommend a young, good singer, I always do.