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Maria Callas

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Maria, you are a monster; you are not an artist nor a woman nor a human being, but a monster.
--
Victor de Sabata, regarding her timing and precision, as quoted in Maria Callas Remembered : An Intimate Portrait of the Private Callas (2000) by Nadia Stancioff, p. 98

 
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