I am not handsome, but when women hear me play, they come crawling to my feet.

I am not handsome or sexy. Of course, it's not like I am hopeless.

Says he, 'I am a handsome man, but I'm a gay deceiver'.

At Vienna, one of the audience affirmed publicly that my performance was not surprising, for he had distinctly seen, while I was playing my variations, the devil at my elbow, directing my arm and guiding my bow. My resemblance to the devil was a proof of my origin.

The violin is my mistress, but the guitar is my master.

I am, as I am; whether hideous, or handsome, depends upon who is made judge.