Women are not in love with me but with the picture of me on the screen. I am merely the canvas upon which the women paint their dreams. — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
Women are not in love with me but with the picture of me on the screen. I am merely the canvas on which women paint their dreams. — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
I am begining to look more and more like my miserable imitators. — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
Women are not in love with me but with the picture of me on the screen. I am merely the canvas upon which the… — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
To generalize on women is dangerous. To specialize on them is infinitely worse. — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
The part I like best was my role in 'Blood and Sand.' If I had died, I would have liked to be remembered as… — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
If ever I were to have a symbol attributed to me, it would be a heart, the outline! — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
An American may speak love with his lips; the Italian must say it with his eyes. — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
To generalize on women is dangerous. To specialize in them is infinitely worse. — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
I used to go to the stables and fool with the mules. My mother lived in constant fear that I might be brought home… — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
My father happened to be a doctor, and though I loved and idealized him privately, professionally I never had any use for him or… — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
June. June Mathis. No, no one else, ever. She gave me my start. She first, of all people, believed in me. — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
I usually played out and out heavies. No one else 'saw' me in any other role. No one else had ever believed I could… — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
If the Italian is the most passionate lover in the world, it may be because he is the most restrained. Rigid convention denies him… — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
The loneliest ebb of my life came on that Christmas eve, only one day after my arrival in New York. The abyss of loneliness.… — Rudolph Valentino Copy Share Image
