I don’t want a lot of strangers looking down at my wrinkles and my big fat belly when I’m dead.
CLARK GABLEI don’t want a lot of strangers looking down at my wrinkles and my big fat belly when I’m dead.
CLARK GABLEThe 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.
CLARK GABLEIt is an extra dividend when you like the girl you’ve fallen in love with.
CLARK GABLEThe only reason they come to see me is that I know that life is great – and they know I know it.
CLARK GABLEI 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.
CLARK GABLEWhen it’s over it’s over. No questions, no tears, no farewell kisses.
CLARK GABLEHoney, 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.
CLARK GABLEI thought a thread of notable quotes relating to coffee may be interesting.
CLARK GABLEI’m no actor and I never have been. What people see on the screen is me.
CLARK GABLEI bring to a role everything I am, was and hope to be.
CLARK GABLEIf any child of mine becomes an actor I will turn in my grave.
CLARK GABLETypes really don’t matter. I have been accused of preferring blondes. But I have known some mighty attractive redheads, brunettes, and yes, women with grey hair. Age, height, weight haven’t anything to do with glamour.
CLARK GABLEOnly 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.”
CLARK GABLEEvery 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.
CLARK GABLEThey see me as an ordinary guy, like a construction worker or the guy who delivers your piano.
CLARK GABLEI 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.
CLARK GABLE