I'm sick of carrying guns and beating up women.

You dirty, double-crossing rat.

Perhaps people, and kids especially, are spoiled today, because all the kids today have cars, it seems. When I was young you were lucky to have a bike.

I got a part as a chorus girl in a show called Every Sailor and I had fun doing it. Mother didn't really approve of it, through.

Absorption in things other than self is the secret of a happy life.

Find your mark, look the other fellow in the eye, and tell the truth.

Learn your lines… plant your feet… look the other actor in the eye… say the words… mean them.

Outside of my family, the prime concern of my life has been nature and its order, and how we have been savagely altering that order.

There's not much to say about acting but this. Never settle back on your heels. Never relax. If you relax, the audience relaxes. And always mean everything you say.

Once a song and dance man, always a song and dance man. Those few words tell as much about me professionally as there is to tell.

The Postman Always RingsTwice.

...I need to return briefly to a few incidents that have grown into anecdotes, to some approximate memories which time has deformed into certainty.

The desire to see and the desire to ratify what one has seen are desires at odds with one another, if only because they proceed from separate places in the imagination.

If you ban them in the future, the number of these high-capacity magazines is going to decrease dramatically over time because the bullets will have been shot and there won't be any more available.

Your life will be joyful and complete when you have a pure heart and your motives are unsullied.

The bicycle is the most civilized conveyance known to man. Other forms of transport grow daily more nightmarish. Only the bicycle remains pure in heart.

The biologist passes. The frog stays the same.

Sting! I mean, come on - whoe doesn't love Sting? Even if you love Megadeath, you have respect for Sting. If you love Pokemon, you'll find out who Sting is someday.

Needs are the expression of life through us.

A newspaper man wrote an article that I had 300 million dollars, well, I wish I had a million dollars

Key West, unfortunately, is becoming rather literary and artistic.