You Know The Passage Where Scarlett Voices

Fiddle-dee-dee. War, War, War. This War Talk's Spoiling All The Fun At Every Party This Spring. I Get So Bored I Could Scream. Besides, There Isn't Going To Be Any War. . . . If Either Of You Boys Says 'war' Just Once Again, I'll Go In The House And Slam The Door.

I Don't Know What That Method Is. Acting Is Life, To Me, And Should Be.

When I Come Into The Theatre I Get A Sense Of Security. I Love An Audience. I Love People, And I Act Because I Like Trying To Give Pleasure To People.

I Am Going To Be A Great Actress.

Who Could Quarrel With Clark Gable? We Got On Well. Whenever Anyone On The Set Was Tired Or Depressed, It Was Gable Who Cheered That Person Up. Then The Newspapers Began Printing The Story That Gable And I Were Not Getting On. This Was So Ridiculous It Served Only As A Joke. From The Time On The Standard Greeting Between Clark And Myself Became, 'how Are You Not Getting On Today?'