You know, I've had a helluva life.

The theater audience is the ultimate teacher, instructing the actor on the degree to which he has executed both the author's and the director's intent.

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

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

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.

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!

One puzzling thing about men -- they allow their sex instinct to drive them to where their intelligence never would take them.