I have ten commandments. The first nine are, thou shalt not bore. The tenth is, thou shalt have right of final cut.

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.

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

I'm delighted with it, because it used to be that films were the lowest form of art. Now we've got something to look down on.

Ah, Marilyn, Hollywood's Joan of Arc, our Ultimate Sacrificial Lamb. Well, let me tell you, she was mean, terribly mean. The meanest woman I have ever known in this town. I am appalled by this Marilyn Monroe cult. Perhaps it's getting to be an act of courage to say the truth about her. Well, let me be courageous. I have never met anyone as utterly mean as Marilyn Monroe. Nor as utterly fabulous on the screen, and that includes Garbo.

Hollywood didn't kill Marilyn Monroe, it's the Marilyn Monroes who are killing Hollywood.

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