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All she wanted was a breathing space in which to hurt.
Margaret Mitchell
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Perhaps - I want the old days back again and they'll never come back, and I am haunted by the memory of them and of the world falling about my ears.
Margaret Mitchell
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Men are so conceited they’ll believe anything that flatters them.
Margaret Mitchell
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She hasn't your strength. She's never had any strength. She's never had anything but heart.
Margaret Mitchell
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It was this feminine conspiracy which made Southern society so pleasant. Women knew that a land where men were contented, uncontradicted ans safe in possession of unpunctured vanity was likely to be a very pleasant place for women to live. So, from the cradle to the grave, women strove to make men pleased with themselves, and the satisfied men repaid lavishly with gallantry and adoration. In fact, men willingly gave ladies everything in the world except credit for having intelligence.
Margaret Mitchell
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Yes, as Rhett had prophesied, marriage could be a lot of fun. Not only was it fun but she was learning many things. That was odd in itself, because Scarlett had thought life could teach her no more. Now she felt like a child, every day on the brink of a new discovery.
Margaret Mitchell
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I can't make you understand because you don't know the meaning of fear. You have the heart of a lion and an utter lack of imagination and I envy you both of those qualities. You'll never mind facing realities and you'll never want to escape from them as I do.
Margaret Mitchell
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I only know that I love you. That's your misfortune.
Margaret Mitchell
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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.
Margaret Mitchell
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Anyone as selfish and determined as you are is never helpless.
Margaret Mitchell
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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.
Margaret Mitchell
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In the end what will happen will be what has happened whenever a civilization breaks up. The people who have brains and courage come through and the ones who haven't are winnowed out.
Margaret Mitchell
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Hush," he said. "I am asking you to marry me. Would you be convinced if I knelt down?
Margaret Mitchell
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I have a passionate desire for personal privacy. I want to stand before the world, for good or bad, on the book I wrote, not on what I say in letters to friends, not on my husband and my home life, the way I dress, my likes and dislikes, et cetera. My book belongs to anyone who has the price, but nothing of me belongs to the public.
Margaret Mitchell
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If he's forgotten me, I'll make him remember me. I'll make him want me again.
Margaret Mitchell
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The Irish are the damnedest race. They put so much emphasis on so many wrong things.
Margaret Mitchell
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He made her play and she had almost forgotten how. Life had been so serious and so bitter. He knew how to play and swept her along with him.
Margaret Mitchell
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Sir,"she said,"you are no gentleman!" An apt observation,"he answered airily."And, you, Miss, are no lady.
Margaret Mitchell
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Crackers are short on sparkle.
Margaret Mitchell
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So it was true! A pain slashed at her heart as savagely as a wild animal's fangs.
Margaret Mitchell
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If! If! If! There were so many ifs in life, never any sense of security, always the dread of losing everything.
Margaret Mitchell
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Times were so hard it was difficult to feed and lodge humans, much less animals.
Margaret Mitchell
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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.
Margaret Mitchell
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How wonderful to know someone who was bad and dishonorable and a cheat and a liar, when all the world was filled with people who would not lie to save their souls and who would rather starve than do a dishonorable deed!
Margaret Mitchell
