“I never laugh until I’ve had my coffee.”

It is an extra dividend when you like the girl you’ve fallen in love with.

Honey, we all got to go sometime, reason or no reason. Dying’s as natural as living. The man who’s too afraid to die is too afraid to live.

Method actors are like hams.

I never did like the idea of sitting on newspapers. I did it once, and all the headlines came off on my white pants. On the level! It actually happened. Nobody bought a paper that day. They just followed me around over town and read the news on the seat of my pants.

When it’s over it’s over. No questions, no tears, no farewell kisses.

Every picture I make, every experience of my private life, every lesson I learn are the keys to my future. And I have faith in it.

I don’t want a lot of strangers looking down at my wrinkles and my big fat belly when I’m dead.

I bring to a role everything I am, was and hope to be.

The things a man has to have are hope and confidence in himself against odds. And he must be ready to choose death before dishonor without making too much song and dance about it.

Only interested in himself and profiting from the war as an unscrupulous entrepreneur, and not in being a patriot: “I believe in Rhett Butler. He’s the only cause I know. The rest doesn’t mean much to me.”

When the public doesn’t want me any longer, I’ll quit.

This power that I’m supposed to have over women was never noticed when I was a stage actor on Broadway. I don’t know when I got it. And by God, I can’t explain it.

They see me as an ordinary guy, like a construction worker or the guy who delivers your piano.

I thought a thread of notable quotes relating to coffee may be interesting.

I am intrigued by glamorous women. A vain woman is continually taking out a compact to repair her makeup. A glamorous woman knows she doesn’t need to.

I’m no actor and I never have been. What people see on the screen is me.

Human beings would split the atom and invent television, nylon, and instant coffee before they could figure out the age of their own planet.

Maybe…in a way, this coffee reminds me of something. Maybe…maybe only a philosopher or a mad man would make this connection, but it’s a little like life. I mean it’s powerful going down and that doesn’t even take into account the aftertaste, which really takes getting used to.

People always think that happiness is a faraway thing,” thought Francie, “something complicated and hard to get.

I ordered a coffee and a little something to eat and savored the warmth and dryness. Somewhere in the background Nat King Cole sang a perky tune. I watched the rain beat down on the road outside and told myself that one day this would be twenty years ago.

Most civilized lives are measured out with coffee spoons.

One day you are ordering coffee every morning and the next you can’t even order coffee without thinking about ordering theirs too.

The coffee is prepared in such a way that it makes those who drink it witty: at least there is not a single soul who, on quitting the house, does not believe himself four times wittier that when he entered it.

Coffee renders many foolish people temporarily capable of wise actions