“Types 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.”

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.

The things a man has to have are hope and confidence in himself against odds, and sometimes he needs somebody, his pal or his mother or his wife or God, to give him that confidence.

I never laugh until I’ve had my coffee.

I hate a liar. Maybe because I’m such a good one myself, heh? Anyway, to find someone has told an out and out lie puts him on the other side of the fence from me for all time.

Single men never have any problems. I suppose that the public builds some kind of idea from what they’ve seen of me on the screen.

Marilyn is a kind of ultimate. She is uniquely feminine. Everything she does is different, strange, and exciting, from the way she talks to the way she uses that magnificent torso. She makes a man proud to be a man.

Opens up a whole new view of Beckett. The strong mutual attraction between Beckett and Cunard may help explain the leftist political views he expressed both in these superb and long-neglected translations for Negro and elsewhere in his work.

The way we choose to see the world creates the world we see.

It’s ridiculous for a woman to say that she’s not attracted to other women. That’s completely false.

My attraction to story is a ceaseless current that runs through the center of me. My inexhaustible ardor for reading seems connected to my hunger for storylines that show up in both books and in the great tumbling chaos of life.

But the self-controlled man, moving among objects, with his senses under restraint, and free from both attraction and repulsion, attains peace.

I’ve read a lot of books on the laws of attraction, and in my home, I have a big book on Muhammad Ali, which I’ve read because he is, like, a hero of mine, but other than that, no, I’m not a big reader.

It is by a wise economy of nature that those who suffer without change, and whom no one can help, become uninteresting. Yet so it may happen that those who need sympathy the most often attract it the least.

The demand that Islam makes of women is to not attract attention to yourself, and if you are in a secular society, that attire does exactly that, and it is a political symbol, no longer religious.