Margaret Mitchell Quotes
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God help the man who ever really loves you.
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Now you are beginning to think for yourself instead of letting others think for you. That’s the beginning of wisdom.
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In a weak moment, I have written a book.
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My age is my own private business and I intend to keep it so - if I can. I am not so old that I am ashamed of my age and I am not so young that I couldn't have written my book and that is all the public needs to know about my age.
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It is axiomatic among writers that no one ever sues the writer of an unsuccessful book. Just let a book go over twenty-five thousand copies and it is surprising how many people's feelings are hurt, how many screwballs think their brain children have been stolen, and how many people feel that they have been portrayed in a manner calculated to bring infamy upon them.
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She couldn't survey the wreck of the world with an air of casual unconcern.
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To Scarlett, there was something breath-taking about Ellen O'Hara, a miracle that lived in the house with her and awed her and charmed and soothed her.
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Take my handkerchief, Scarlett. Never, at any crisis of your life, have I known you to have a handkerchief.
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And apologies, once postponed, become harder and harder to make, and finally impossible.
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Scarlett O'Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were.
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They were always like two people talking to each other in different languages. But she loved him so much, when he withdrew as he had now done, it was like the warm sun going down and leaving her in chilly twilight dews.
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Scarlett's mind went back through the years to the still hot noon at Tara when grey smoke curled above a blue-clad body and Melanie stood at the top of the stairs with Charles' sabre in her hand. Scarlett remembered that she had thought at the time: 'How silly! Melly couldn't even heft that sword!' But now she knew that had the necessity arisen, Melanie would have charged down those stairs and killed the Yankee - or been killed herself.
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Vanity was stronger than love at sixteen and there was no room in her hot heart now for anything but hate.
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Practically everybody is suing everybody else these days.
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All she wanted was a breathing space in which to hurt.
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It's not because I've -what is the phrase? -'swept you off your feet' by my -er- ardor?
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Hunger gnawed at her empty stomach again and she said aloud: 'As God is my witness, and God is my witness, the Yankees aren't going to lick me. I'm going to live through this, and when it's over, I'm never going to be hungry again. No, nor any of my folks. If I have to steal or kill - as God is my witness, I'm never going to be hungry again.
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The liar was the hottest to defend his veracity, the coward his courage, the ill-bred his gentlemanliness, and the cad his honor.
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Hush," he said. "I am asking you to marry me. Would you be convinced if I knelt down?
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The usual masculine dissillusionment is discovering that a woman has a brain.
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You can go to the Devil and not at your leisure. You can go now, for all I care.' 'My pet, I've been to the Devil and he's a very dull fellow. I won't go there again, not even for you.
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She hasn't your strength. She's never had any strength. She's never had anything but heart.
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Everywhere, women gathered in knots, huddled in groups on front porches, on sidewalks, even in the middle of the streets, telling each other that no news is good news, trying to comfort each other, trying to present a brave appearance.
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Child, it's a very bad thing for a woman to face the worst that can happen to her, because after she's faced the worst she can't ever really fear anything again. ...Scarlett, always save something to fear – even as you save something to love.