There wasn't a throb of music that escaped you, I should think." "Well, that's primary instinct.

Music is for the most savage natures.
The boor that couldn't appreciate the Taj Mahal, or the sculpture of Michael Angelo, might be swept off his feet by the music of a master, though he couldn't understand its story.

Besides, I've carried a banjo and a cornet to the ends of the earth with me.

I saved my life with the cornet once.

A lion got inside my zareba in Rhodesia.