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I Am Intrigued By Glamorous Women ... A Vain Woman Is Continually Taking Out A Compact To Repair Her Makeup. A Glamorous Woman Knows She Doesn't Need To.

The Only Reason They Come To See Me Is That I Know That Life Is Great - And They Know I Know It.

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.

It Is An Extra Dividend When You Like The Girl You've Fallen In Love With.

It's A Chain Of Accidents. When You Step Into Hollywood, You Wind Yourself Into Thousands Of Chains Of Accidents. If All Of The Thousands Happen To Come Out Exactly Right-and The Chance Of That Figures Out To Be One In Eight Million-then You'll Be A Star.