I wouldn’t have that damn stuff up my nose if I had room for a sawmill!
— Referring to stock. PWK

My first great love was railroads, but then in 1911 I saw Lincoln Beechy flying in and out of Purdue stadium and I fell in love with airplanes. I didn’t forsake my first love, I just became polygamous.

Radio and the related arts I can say dates back to before I was 8 years old.

At the “lowth” of the depression (that’s the opposite of the “height”)......

After the war I was a major then, and a young 2nd lieutenant was interviewing for what kind of a job I wanted after the war, and I said I don’t want a job, I’m going to manufacture loudspeakers. And I remember at the bottom of the questionnaire, it read: “Individual has no previous experience”.

Little shanty
— Referring to tin shed.

After I paid the men I had $2.00 in my pocket.
— Referring to factory employees

I didn’t draw a salary, I drew some expense money.

Would you buy a used car from this man?
— referring to Bob Moers, the general manager of Klipsch

He was a panty‐waste.
— referring to a sales rep

He was sales “mangler”.

He’s built the damn company up into something that’s pretty darn dynamic.
— referring to Bob Moers

I was about through with sales managers.

We wring ‘em out pretty darn hard.
— referring to acoustic tests

Research was a hard nut to crack.

The secret of the product quality wasn’t the fact that it was a cornerhorn speaker, but that it was, well, a high quality product all the way through.

Now here’s the principle of putting a speaker in a corner.............

Any speaker works better in a corner.

I’m an 1/8th German and a 1/5th Scotch.

I went to Stanford to do my loafing as profitably as possible.

I even had an illegal transmitter.
— referring to high school radio tinkering

The hobby was still with me.

You’re supposed to suck the head, aren’t you?
— In a discussion about eating crawfish

They were so big, 3 of them made a dozen.
— In a discussion about eating oysters

...2% inspiration and 98% perspiration. I’ve done some of that perspiration myself.

Listeners appreciate a lack of distortion.

As long as man brags of conquest, man will claim his “great discoveries”. To try to judge the real from the false will always be hard. In this fast growing art of “high fidelity” the quackery will bear a solid gilt edge that will fool many people.

I shouldn’t need to explain that cash flow is a little like blood flow. Either one has flow or has big trouble.

Preachers and army Officers probably ought not to think Klipschorns – the next assignment may involve quarters without corners.

Audio was a hobby and then a profession, but I still consider myself as an amateur in that an amateur is one who practices his art for love.

My theories on audio and audio reproduction will be proven wrong only when the laws of physics change.

...they say flattery is like making love to a widow ‐‐ you can’t overdo it.

For my part, I’m still using ears as measuring tools. The ear says it is right or wrong; the X‐Y recorder may aid in showing why.

Well I found out 4 more things that don’t work!
— ‐referring to drag‐ reduction experiments