I hate that word. It's return--a return to the millions of people who've never forgiven me for deserting the screen.

God save me from myself.

France is a place where the money falls apart in your hands but you can't tear the toilet paper.

One's too many and a hundred's not enough.

I had one life. And what did I do? Wasted it in some palooka preliminaries in Spain, just before Hitler and Chamberlain warm up for the main event.

Money makes even bastards legitimate.

An actor entering through the door, you've got nothing. But if he enters through the window, you've got a situation.