Somewhere, on the long road that wound through those four years, the girl with her sachet & dancing slippers had slipped away… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
But Rhett, you mustn't bring me anything else so expensive. It's awfully kind of you, but I really couldn't accept anything else."… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
It doesn’t matter who you marry, as long as he thinks like you and is a gentleman and a Southerner and prideful.… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
It had been so long since she had seen him and she had lived on memories until they were worn thin. — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
His voice stopped and they looked for a long quiet moment into each other's eyes and between them lay the sunny lost… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
What’s broken is broken—and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
I bare my soul and you are suspicious! No, Scarlett, this is a bona fide honorable declaration. I admit that it's not… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
Suddenly she felt strong and happy. She was not afraid of the darkness or the fog and she knew with a singing… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
I won't think of it now. I can't stand it now. I'll think of it later. — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“I don't want any money for it," he said. "It's a gift." Scarlett's mouth dropped open. The line was so closely, so carefully drawn… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
Until you lose your reputation, you never realize what a burden it was or what freedom really is. — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
And apologies, once postponed, become harder and harder to make, and finally impossible. — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“There was a glow of grim pride in her usually gentle face, approbation and a fierce joy in her smile that equaled the fiery… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
Her lips on his could tell him better than all her stumbling words. — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
The way to get a man interested and to hold his interest was to talk about himself, and then gradually lead the conversation around… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
She was as forthright and simple as the winds that blew over Tara and the yellow river that wound around it. — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“The very mystery of him excited her curiosity like a door that had neither lock nor key.” — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“He had never once crossed the borders of friendliness with her and, when she thought of this, fresh anger rose, the anger of hurt… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
People must do what they must do. We all don't think alike or act alike and it's wrong to-to judge others by ourselves. — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
