Humphrey Bogart Quotes
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I can't say I ever loved my mother; I admired her.
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A hot dog at the game beats roast beef at the Ritz.
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Ain’t nothing a man can’t do if he believes in himself.
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I should never have switched from Scotch to Martinis.
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(on Warner Brothers) This studio has more suspensions than the Golden Gate Bridge.
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Awards are meaningless for actors, unless they all play the same part.
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Things are never so bad they can't be made worse.
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(On Bette Davis) Even when I was carrying a gun, she scared the be-jesus out of me.
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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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I stick my neck out for *nobody*!
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This guy (Marlon Brando) - he'll be doing Hamlet when the rest of us are selling potatoes.
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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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Such a lot of guns around town and so few brains!
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The problem with this world is, everyone in it is 3 drinks behind.
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the problems of three little people in a big world don't add up to much
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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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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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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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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 made more lousy pictures than any actor in history.
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Acting is experience with something sweet behind it.
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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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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.