Forgive me for startling you with the impetuosity of my sentiments, my dear Scarlett—I mean, my dear Mrs. Kennedy. It cannot have… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Because she hated herself, she hated them all with the fury of the thwarted and humiliated love of sixteen. Only a little… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Love isn’t enough to make a successful marriage when two people are as different as we are. You would want all of… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“She felt little affection for the child, hide the fact though she might.” — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Come, Scarlett, you are no child, no schoolgirl to put me off with foolish excuses about decency and so forth. Say you'll… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
If I said I was madly in love with you, I'd be lying and what's more, you'd know it. — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“She had never understood either of the men she had loved and so she had lost them both. Now, she had a… — 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
