It takes 500 small details to add up to one favorable impression.
Ah, beware of snobbery; it is the unwelcome recognition of one’s own past failings.
The only really good thing about acting in movies is that there’s no heavy lifting.
I acted like Cary Grant for so long that I became Cary Grant.
I really am a happy, amusing fellow at heart. Trouble is I seem the only one left.
You know I have about the same interest in jewelry as I have in politics, horse racing, modern poetry, and women who need weird excitement – none.
I may not have married for very sound reasons, but money was the least of them.
Nature eventually has her own way, so perhaps the best procedure is to accept what old Mother Nature or God, if you will, dictates. Accept it and you’ll get along better.
Everyone wants to be Cary Grant. Even I want to be Cary Grant. Let me expand a bit. I sense that you may feel that I am free of problems. Let me assure you that I have the same anxieties and insecurities as anyone in this auditorium – maybe more.
I improve on misquotation.
Divorce is a game played by lawyers.
Everyone wants to be Cary Grant. Even I want to be Cary Grant.
I’d like to have made one of those big splashy Technicolor musicals with Rita Hayworth.
To write an autobiography, you’ve got to expose other people. I hope to get out of this world as gracefully as possible, without embarrassing anyone.
I’m prepared. I have a gun and I know how to shoot, and whoever comes calling without an invitation will get it in the rear end.
I can’t bear to hear a woman talk baby talk.
Everyone tells me I’ve had such an interesting life, but sometimes I think it’s been nothing but stomach disturbances and self-concern.
There are only seven movie stars in the world whose name alone will induce American bankers to lend money for movie productions, and the only woman on the list is Ingrid Bergman.
Who is omnipotent or wise enough to decide each new standard of good taste? Or sensitivity?
Comedy holds the greatest risk for an actor, and laughter is the reward.
I have no plans to write an autobiography, I will leave that to others. I’m sure they will turn me into a homosexual or a Nazi spy or something else.