What The Scientists Have In Their Briefcases

He Who Cannot Eat Horsemeat Need Not Do So. Let Him Eat Pork. But He Who Cannot Eat Pork, Let Him Eat Horsemeat. It's Simply A Question Of Taste.

I Don't Like The Life Here In New York. There Is No Greenery. It Would Make A Stone Sick.

I Once Said, 'we Will Bury You,' And I Got Into Trouble With It. Of Course We Will Not Bury You With A Shovel. Your Own Working Class Will Bury You.

You Do Not Know, You Cannot Know, The Difficulty Of The Life Of A Politician. It Means Every Minute Of The Day Or Night, Every Ounce Of Your Energy. There Is No Rest, No Relaxation. Enjoyment? A Politician Does Not Know The Meaning Of The Word.

I Worked At A Factory Owned By Germans, At Coal Pits Owned By Frenchmen, And At A Chemical Plant Owned By Belgians. There I Discovered Something About Capitalists. They Are All Alike, Whatever The Nationality. All They Wanted From Me Was The Most Work For The Least Money That Kept Me Alive. So I Became A Communist.