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I can't say I ever loved my mother; I admired her.
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Things are never so bad they can't be made worse.
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I should never have switched from Scotch to Martinis.
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A hot dog at the game beats roast beef at the Ritz.
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Ugarte: You despise me, don't you? Rick Blaine: If I gave you any thought I probably would.
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Such a lot of guns around town and so few brains!
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(on Warner Brothers) This studio has more suspensions than the Golden Gate Bridge.
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Ain’t nothing a man can’t do if he believes in himself.
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I hate funerals. They aren't for the guy who's dead. They're for the guys who are left alive and enjoy mourning.
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Capt. Renault: What on Earth brought you to Casablanca? Rick Blaine: My health, I came to Casablanca for the waters. Capt. Renault: The waters? What waters? We're in the desert! Rick Blaine: I was misinformed.
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I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.
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Awards are meaningless for actors, unless they all play the same part.
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Sinatra’s idea of paradise is a place where there are plenty of women and no newspapermen. He doesn’t know it, but he’d be better off if it were the other way around.
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Acting is like sex: you either do it and don't talk about it, or you talk about it and don't do it. That's why I'm always suspicious of people who talk too much about either.
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People who don't drink are afraid of revealing themselves.
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I stick my neck out for *nobody*!
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Acting is experience with something sweet behind it.
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An actor needs something to stabilize his personality, something to nail down what he really is, not what he is currently pretending to be.
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(on Katharine Hepburn) She talks at you as though you were a microphone; she lectured the hell out of me on temperance and the evils of drink. She doesn't give a damn how she looks. I don't think she tries to be a character. I think she is one.
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The problem with this world is, everyone in it is 3 drinks behind.
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The only way to find the best actor would be to let everybody play Hamlet and let the best man win.
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It is at least worth arguing that there is a modicum of the creative novelist in all of us, and that this absorption with how men get out of difficulties, single-handedly and alone if possible, is the stuff of which we weave the warp and woof of our own better dramatic imaginings.
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The only reason to make a million dollars in this business is to tell some fat producer to go to hell.
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the problems of three little people in a big world don't add up to much