Margaret Mitchell Quotes
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The way to get a man interested and to hold his interest was to talk about himself, and then gradually lead the conversation around yourself—and keep it there.
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She could see so clearly now that he was only a childish fancy, no more important really than her spoiled desire for the aquamarine earbobs she had coaxed out of Gerald. For, once she owned the earbobs, they had lost their value, as everything except money lost its value once it was hers.
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Why will people persist in reading strange meanings into the simplest of story? Is it not enough that a writer can entertain for a few hours with narrative without being suspected of 'significances' or symbolism or 'social trends'?
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I'm tempting you with fine gifts until your girlish ideals are quite worn away and you are at my mercy.
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It had been so long since she had seen him and she had lived on memories until they were worn thin.
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All really nice girls wonder when men don't try to kiss them. They know they shouldn't want them to and they know they must act insulted if they do, but just the same, they wish the men would try.
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Say you’ll marry me when I come back or, before God, I won’t go. I’ll stay around here and play a guitar under your window every night and sing at the top of my voice and compromise you, so you’ll have to marry me to save your reputation.
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Every problem has two handles. You can grab it by the handle of fear or the handle of hope.
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I'll think of it tomorrow, at Tara. I can stand it then. Tomorrow, I'll think of some way to get him back. After all, tomorrow is another day.
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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.
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The Irish are the damnedest race. They put so much emphasis on so many wrong things.
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Some mistakes are too much fun to make only once.
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It was better to know the worst than to wonder.
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It's a curse - this not wanting to look on naked realities. Until the war, life was never more real to me than a shadow show on a curtain. And I preferred it so. I do not like the outlines of things to be too sharp. I like them gently blurred, a little hazy.
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All wars are sacred to those who have to fight them. If the people who started wars didn't make them sacred, who would be foolish enough to fight?
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Anyone as selfish and determined as you are is never helpless.
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But she knew that no matter what beauty lay behind, it must remain there. No one could go forward with a load of aching memories.
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What will the South be like without all our fine boys? What would the South have been if they had lived?
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I can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tomorrow.
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I'm tired of saying "How wonderful you are!" to fool men, who haven't got one half sense I've got.