“the gallantry of Scarlett O’Hara going forth to conquer the world in her mother’s velvet curtains and the tail feathers of a… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Scarlett O'Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were. In her… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“He thought as he stared at Will in the shadowy hall that he had never known such gallantry as the gallantry of… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Her manners had been imposed upon her by her mother's gentle admonitions and the sterner discipline of her mammy; her eyes were… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Indeed!" he said coolly. "Well, who's the happy father? Ashley?” — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
He had never known such gallantry as the gallantry of Scarlett O'Hara going forth to conquer the world in her mother's velvet… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“They are kind of queer about music and books and scenery. Mother says it’s because their grandfather came from Virginia. She says… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“She was a tiny, frailly built girl, who gave the appearance of a child masquerading in her mother’s enormous hoop skirts –… — Margaret Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Well--you know how the Wilkes are. They are kind of queer about music and books and scenery. Mother says it's because their… — 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
