Anecdote...

[Clifton Fadiman recalls a lunch with Rubinstein.]

We . . . awaited him in the restaurant. He entered, sat down at the table, ordered drinks in Italian (from the eight languages he speaks he selects one as an ordinary man would a tie), and started to apologize: 'So sorry to be late. For two hours I have been at my lawyer's, making a testament, What a nuisance, this business of a testament. One figures, one schemes, one arranges, and in the end—what? It is practically impossible to leave anything for yourself!