The great thing about opera is that it generates such passion. I have those singers who, to me, represent not only the best examples of their art, but the best that probably ever will be. My Gods of singing are Enrico Caruso, Feodore Chaliapin, Rosa Ponselle, Lawrence Tibbett, Jussi Bjorling, and Maria Callas. All but Callas had flawless voices. Callas did not, but with her, that simply didn’t matter.
You may have other Gods and yours may even be as great as mine. What matters is that you passionately care about them. I do not insist that the singers I consider greatest must be those you or anyone else loves. I would only ask that you listen and consider.
Then, of course, you will know that I am right.