The only point in making money is, you can tell some big shot where to go.

I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.

I don't mind if you don't like my manners. I don't like them myself. They're pretty bad. I grieve over them on long winter evenings.

Annina: Monsieur Rick, what kind of a man is Captain Renault?
Rick: Oh, he's just like any other man, only more so.

The only reason to have money is to tell any SOB in the world to go to hell.

Things are never so bad they can't be made worse.