He was a frequent attendant at Rossini"s salon, and he belonged to the faction which supported melody and opposed 'learned scientific Mp3 Music.' His temperament and mine hardly seem compatible, but friendship, like love, has its inexplicable mysteries, and gradually we became the best of friends. We lived in the same quarter and we visited each other frequently. As we almost never were of the same opinion about anything, we had interminable arguments, entirely free from rancor, which we thoroughly enjoyed.