Communism is the riddle of history solved$$$ and it knows itself to be this solution.
It is not the consciousness of men that determines their being$$$ but$$$ on the contrary$$$ their social being that determines their consciousness.
If a black cat crosses your path$$$ it signifies that the animal is going somewhere.
One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got in my pajamas I'll never know.
Next time I see you$$$ remind me not to talk to you.
Quote me as saying I was mis-quoted.
And the thing about jazz$$$ through all the business involved in practicing and improvement$$$ it's always sweet: the improvement that you notice in the ability to express yourself$$$ the feeling of playing$$$ pushing yourself out into an open space through a sound$$$ man. That's an unbelievable feeling$$$ an uplifting feeling of joy to be able to express the range of what you feel and see$$$ have felt and have seen. A lot of this has nothing to do with you. It comes from another time$$$ another space.
Nowhere can man find a quieter or more untroubled retreat than in his own soul.
That which is not good for the swarm$$$ neither is it good for the bee.
The secret to life is to enjoy the pleasure of being terribly$$$ terribly deceived.