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I Used To Tremble From Nerves So Badly That The Only Way I Could Hold My Head Steady Was To Lower My Chin Practically To My Chest And Look Up At Bogie. That Was The Beginning Of The Look.

If Goodness Is Its Own Reward, Shouldn't We Get A Little Something For Being Naughty?

How Many Women Do We Know Who Were Continually Kissed By Clark Gable, William Powell, Cary Grant, Spencer Tracy And Fredric March? Only One: Myrna Loy...

Each Time A Friend Dies, The Present Becomes The Past, In An Instant.

God If The Press Ever Quoted Anyone Correctly It Would Be Brilliant.