I think Oscar Wilde wrote a poem about a robin who loved a white rose. He loved it so much that he pierced his breast and let his heart's blood turn the white rose red. Maybe this sounds very sentimental, but for anybody who has loved a career as much as I've loved mine, there can be no short cuts.

One of the great penalties those of us who live our lives in full view of the public must pay is the loss of that most cherished birthright of man's, privacy.

Those who never make mistakes lose a great many chances to learn something

Talking pictures are like putting lip rouge on the Venus de Milo.

Today is a new day. You will get out of it just what you put into it...If you have made mistakes, even serious mistakes, there is always another chance for you. And supposing you have tried and failed again and again, you may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing that we call failure is not the falling down, but the staying down.

You may have a fresh start anytime you choose.

Failure is not the falling down, but the staying down.

Adding sound to movies would be like putting lipstick on the Venus de Milo.

I saw Hollywood born and I've seen it die...