Clark Gable Was The Only Real He-man

Disagreeing With The Fervent Patriotism Of The Confederates: "i Think It's Hard Winning A War With Words, Gentlemen. . . . I'm Saying Very Plainly That The Yankees Are Better Equipped Than We. . . . All We've Got Is Cotton And Slaves, And Arrogance." "i Seem To Be Spoiling Everybody's Brandy And Cigars And Dreams Of Victory."

They See Me As An Ordinary Guy, Like A Construction Worker Or The Guy Who Delivers Your Piano.

If Any Child Of Mine Becomes An Actor I Will Turn In My Grave.

The Things A Man Has To Have Are Hope And Confidence In Himself Against Odds, And Sometimes He Needs Somebody, His Pal Or His Mother Or His Wife Or God, To Give Him That Confidence. He's Got To Have Some Inner Standards Worth Fighting For Or There Won't Be Any Way To Bring Him Into Conflict. And He Must Be Ready To Choose Death Before Dishonor Without Making Too Much Song And Dance About It. That's All There Is To It.

When You Smile It's Like The Sun Coming Up.