Making money isn't the main point of business. Money is a by-product.... A new product has been found, something of use to the world. A new industry moves into an undeveloped area. Factories go up, machines go in and you're in business. It's coincidental that people who've never seen a dime now have a dollar and barefooted kids wear shoes and have their faces washed. What's wrong with an urge that gives people libraries, hospitals, baseball diamonds and movies on a Saturday night?

Ugarte: You despise me, don't you? Rick Blaine: If I gave you any thought I probably would.

I hate funerals. They aren't for the guy who's dead. They're for the guys who are left alive and enjoy mourning.

The problem with the world is that everyone is a few drinks behind.

Rick: Here's looking at you, kid.

You're not a star until they can spell your name in Karachi.

It is at least worth arguing that there is a modicum of the creative novelist in all of us, and that this absorption with how men get out of difficulties, single-handedly and alone if possible, is the stuff of which we weave the warp and woof of our own better dramatic imaginings.