Marriage, as an institution, is as dead as the dodo bird.

I married first, won the Oscar before Olivia (sister Olivia de Havilland) did, and if I die first, she'll undoubtedly be livid because I beat her to it!

You know, I've had a helluva life. Not just the acting part. I've flown in an international balloon race. I've piloted my own plane. I've ridden to the hounds. I've done a lot of exciting things.

It seems there's just no room left for elegance in this paper-plate, blue-jean world. And I, for one, think it's a shame.

The main problem in marriage is that, for a man, sex is a hunger-like eating. If the man is hungry and can't get to a fancy French restaurant, he'll go to a hot dog stand. For a woman, what's important is love and romance.

I hope I'll die on stage at the age at 105, playing Peter Pan.

You know, I've had a helluva life.