I'm No Actor And I Never Have

Types Really Don't Matter. I Have Been Accused Of Preferring Blondes. But I Have Known Some Mighty Attractive Redheads, Brunettes, And Yes, Women With Grey Hair. Age, Height, Weight Haven't Anything To Do With Glamour.

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.

Frankly, My Dear, I Don't Give A Damn.

I Don't Want A Lot Of Strangers Looking Down At My Wrinkles And My Big Fat Belly When I'm Dead.

Only Interested In Himself And Profiting From The War As An Unscrupulous Entrepreneur, And Not In Being A Patriot: "i Believe In Rhett Butler. He's The Only Cause I Know. The Rest Doesn't Mean Much To Me."