play in Peoria

This is a guy who has his son-in-law clean his eyeglasses, for crying out loud.

I assure you, no matter how beautifully we play any piece, the minute Liszt plays it, you would scarcely recognize it!

But I hope at least to play to him a few times, and what is more important, to hear him play repeatedly.

To fill up the time till Liszt came, our hostess made us play, one after the other, beginning with the latest arrival.

Again the sallow fingers began to play with the book-covers, passing from one to another, but always slowly and gently.

Her attachment to impressionism leads this artist to many experiments in color—or, as one critic wrote, "to play with color."