Cole Porter Quotes

He may have hair upon his chest but, sister, so has Lassie.

Be like the bluebird who never is blue, For he knows from his upbringing what singing can do

Good authors, too, who once knew better words now only use four-letter words writing prose... anything goes.

The chimpanzees in the zoos do it, Some courageous kangaroos do it Let's do it, let's fall in love. I'm sure giraffes on the sly do it, Even eagles as they fly do it, Let's do it, let's fall in love.

Birds do it, bees do it, even educated fleas do it; let's do it, let's fall in love.

I get no kick from champagne. Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all. So, tell me why should it be true, that I get a kick out of you?

All the inspiration I ever needed was a phone call from a producer.

Be a clown , be a clown, All the world loves a clown. Act the fool , play the calf, And you'll always have the last laugh .

Night and day you are the one, Only you beneath the moon and under the sun.

My sole inspiration is a telephone call from a director. ... (when asked who wrote 'Some Enchanted Evening') Rodgers and Hammerstein, if you can imagine it taking two men to write one song. ... Good authors, too, who once knew better words now use only four-letter words writing prose. ... Brush up your Shakespeare and they'll all kowtow.

You all have learned reliance On the sacred teachings of Science, So I hope, through life, you will never decline In spite of philistine Defiance To do what all good scientists do. Experiment. Make it your motto day and night. Experiment. And it will lead you to the light.

Every time I look down on this timeless town Whether blue or gray be her skies. Whether loud be her cheers or soft be her tears, More and more do I realize: I love Paris in the springtime. I love Paris in the fall. I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles, I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles. I love Paris every moment, Every moment of the year. I love Paris, why, oh why do I love Paris? Because my love is near.

Now: heaven knows, anything goes.

Sad times May follow your tracks, Bad times May bar you from Saks, Add times When Satan in slacks Breaks down your self control.

I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop But if baby I'm the bottom, you're the top.

If you want to buy my wares Follow me and climb the stairs... Love for sale.

a college education I would never propose - a bachelor's degree won't even keep you in clothes

In olden days a glimpse of stocking was looked on as something shocking. Now, Heaven knows, anything goes. The world has gone mad today, and good's bad today, and black's white today, and day's night today.

I love Paris in the summer, when it sizzles.

Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above. Don't fence me in. Let me ride through the wide open country that I love Don't fence me in Let me be by myself in the evenin' breeze And listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees Send me off forever but I ask you please Don't fence me in

My sole inspiration is a telephone call from a director.

This rule I propose, Always have an ace in the hole. Always try to arrive at Having an ace some place private . Always have an ace in the hole.

Night and day, you are the one.

I've got you deep in the heart of me.

I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences And gaze at the moon till I lose my senses I can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences Don't fence me in

The world admits bears in pits do it, Even Pekingeses at the Ritz do it, Let's do it, let's fall in love.

What moments divine , what rapture serene.

Some Argentines, without means, do it, People say, in Boston , even beans do it. Let's do it, let's fall in love .

All the world loves a clown.

Most gentlemen don't like love, they just like to kick it around.

If you ever feel so happy you land in jail, I'm your bail.

I ask the Lord in Heaven above / What is this thing called Love?

Who wants to be a millionaire? And go to ev'ry swell affair?

Brush up your Shakespeare, Start quoting him now, Brush up your Shakespeare And the women you will wow.

Don't hit the person across from you with bits of toast, And don't, when dinner is nearly through, say 'Who's the host' It isn't done.

Live and let live, be and let be, Hear and let hear, see and let see. . . . Live and let live and remember this line: 'Your bus'ness is your bus'ness and my bus'ness is mine.'

Let's Do It; Let's Fall in Love.

Something that simply mystifies me.

It was great fun, But it was just one of those things.

Who Wants to Be a Millionaire? I don't.

Nobody wants to phone me, Even collect.

I don't know anyone who sits down to write a song hit except Irving Berlin. He can't help writing hits.

There's an, oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me.