I want to see people turn and writhe; make them feel things they cannot see and sometimes do not know.

I let my personal feelings take care of themselves. I find that works better.

I hadn't even dreamed of getting another Academy Award, and there I was unhappy in my private life and miserable, I remember Odets drove me three times around the Biltmore, where the Oscars were given out, because I was so full of tears.

If I get married, I think I'd pick out a newspaperman rather than a millionaire. A newspaperman is a regular fellow.

Most women are indulgent of themselves. This is a mistake. It should be only the reward of old age.

I do not care for the money, just for the glory.

I wish to please the people, but I want to make them cry, perhaps. There, I have said it.