If I depended on the critics' judgment and recognition, I'd never have gone into the motion-picture business.

I have tried to live my life so that my family would love me and my friends respect me. The others can do whatever the hell they please.

It rankles me when somebody tries to force somebody to do something.

I'm the stuff men are made of!

I would think somebody like Jane Fonda and her idiot husband would be terribly ashamed and saddened that they were a part of causing us to stop helping the South Vietnamese. Now look what's happening. They're getting killed by the millions. Murdered by the millions. How the hell can she and her husband sleep at night?

I'd like to know why well-educated idiots keep apologizing for lazy and complaining people who think the world owes them a living.

Jesus Christ! I would crawl over the mountains of Beverly Hills on my hands and knees if I could do a movie with Doris Day!