Nor would you, or, rather, should you, accept the ravings and writhings and agonized contortions of those two lunatics to-night as a convincing portrayal of love." "But you don't hold yourself superior to all the judges of music ?" she protested.
"No, no, not for a moment.

I merely maintain my right as an individual.
I have just been telling you what I think, in order to explain why the elephantine gambols of Madame Tetralani spoil the orchestra for me.

The world's judges of music may all be right.

But I am I, and I won't subordinate my taste to the unanimous judgment of mankind.

If I don't like a thing, I don't like it, that's all; and there is no reason under the sun why I should ape a liking for it just because the majority of my fellow-creatures like it, or make believe they like it.