(on Warner Brothers) This studio has more suspensions than the Golden Gate Bridge.

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

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.

I let my drinking do the talking.

Errol Flynn and I are the only ones left who do any good old hell raising.

The only way to find the best actor would be to let everybody play Hamlet and let the best man win.

The only point in making money is, you can tell some big shot where to go.