I never know which is worse: the sorrow when you hit the bird or the shame when you miss it.

I think Americans are wonderful film actors - the best in the world - but they are a very contemporary race and they look forward all the time.

Los Angeles is a town where status is all and status is only given to success. Dukes and millionaires and playboys by the dozen may arrive and be glad-handed for a time, but they are unwise if they choose to live there because the town is, perhaps even creditably, committed to recognising only professional success, and nothing else, to be of lasting value. The burdensome obligation imposed on all its inhabitants is therefore to present themselves as successes, because otherwise they forfeit their right to respect in that environment ... There is no place in that town for the "interesting failure" or for anyone who is not determined on a life that will be shaped in a upward-heading curve.

What does she do?"
"She's a producer." Of course, in Los Angeles this doesn't mean much more than "she's a member of the human race.

You never know people, do you? You can work with 'em for twenty years; you don't know 'em at all.

Life is a game in which the player must appear ridiculous.