And I think to myself what a wonderful world. Oh, yeah.

We don't play slow and we don't play fast, we play half fast

There's a thing I've dreamed of all my life, and I'll be damned if it don't look like it's about to come true-to be King of the Zulu's parade. After that, I'll be ready to die.

If ya ain't got it in ya, ya can't blow it out.

When I was young and very green, I worte that tune, Sister Kate, and someone said that's fine, let me publish it for you. I'll give you fifty dollars. I didn't know nothing about papers, and business, and I sold it outright.

Don't do nothing halfway, else you find yourself dropping more than can be picked up.

The memory of things gone is important to a jazz musician. Things like old folks singing in the moonlight in the back yard on a hot night or something said long ago.