I'll be like Irving Berlin: "There's no business like show business."

I gave it all that I had, and it's gratifying that others seem to be receiving it so well.

Singin' in the Rain (1952) and childbirth were the two hardest things I ever had to do in my life.

The only way you learn is by failure.

I think you should control yourself a little bit, so you can walk, and when you die, you can walk to your own funeral.

Anything worthwhile is hard, and dancing is very hard, and if you've ever studied dancing of any kind you'd know that to be in precision, three people dancing together.

I do twenty minutes every time the refrigerator door opens and the light comes on.

I'll just stay in [show business] till they stuff me like Trigger, when I drop dead.

I wanted to get that sense of peace and even boredom that comes with long familiarity.

If you're a dancer, study singing. You have to do everything and do it well. You have to study acting. You have to study all of it. You have to find workshops, get out on the stage...and fail.

I think one of my favourite films is 'Dark Victory' with Bette Davis. Why? She was so wonderful in that film. And maybe I just want a good cry once in a while without having to go through a divorce.

In the struggle between yourself and the world, side with the world

And you are going to close the gates, because I told you to close the gates.

I'm above crawling on my knees for certain favors. What you cannot give me: I cannot beg for it. This is not arrogance or pride. This is having a clear understanding of my self worth.‪

Steel is prince or pauper.

We humans seem disastrously in love with this thing (whatever it is) that glitters on the earth-- we call it life.

One cannot demand that anybody be a hero, though one can hope for it.

Once women are not excluded, I don't think any of us will give a damn what pronouns are used. That wasn't the point.

The painful truth is that while we might have the illusion, none of us are free.

All the Chicago demonstrators wanted to do was to sleep in the park and kick policemen with razor blades in their shoes.

Here I am, an old man in a dry month, Being read to by a boy, waiting for rain.