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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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Margaret Mitchell |
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I was right when I said I'd never look back. It hurts too much, it drags at your heart till you can't ever do anything else except look back.
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pain
nostalgia
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Margaret Mitchell |
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you can go to the Devil and not at your leisure. You can go now, for all I care.' 'My pet, I've been to the Devil and he's a very dull fellow. I won't go there again, not even for you.
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gone-with-the-wind
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Margaret Mitchell |
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She couldn't survey the wreck of the world with an air of casual unconcern.
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scarlett-o-hara
reconstruction
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Anyone as selfish and determined as you are is never helpless.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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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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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..
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male-female-relationships
southern-women
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It's not because I've -what is the phrase? -'swept you off your feet' by my -er- ardor?
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Margaret Mitchell |
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But, Scarlett, did it ever occur to you that even the most deathless love could wear out?
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sadness
love
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Yankees] are pretty much like southerners except with worse manners, of course, and terrible accents.
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rhett-butler-to-scarlett
yankees
southerners
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Margaret Mitchell |
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5158a0c
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She [Melanie] is the only dream I ever had that lived and breathed and did not die in the face of reality.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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bb8a409
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I loved something I made up
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Margaret Mitchell |
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They knew that love snatched in the face of danger and death was doubly sweet for the strange excitement that went with it.
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gone-with-the-wind
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Come, Scarlett, you are no child, no schoolgirl to put me off with foolish excuses about decency and so forth. 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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Margaret Mitchell |
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Scarlett's mind went back through the years to the still hot noon at Tara when grey smoke curled above a blue-clad body and Melanie stood at the top of the stairs with Charles' sabre in her hand. Scarlett remembered that she had thought at the time: 'How silly! Melly couldn't even heft that sword!' But now she knew that had the necessity arisen, Melanie would have charged down those stairs and killed the Yankee - or been killed herself.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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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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Margaret Mitchell |
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490c78b
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Land is the only thing in the world that amounts to anything.
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land
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Margaret Mitchell |
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She had never understood either of the men she had loved and so she had lost them both. Now, she had a fumbling knowledge that, had she ever understood Ashley, she would never have loved him; had she ever understood Rhett, she would never have lost him.
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love
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Margaret Mitchell |
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738e486
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She was as forthright and simple as the winds that blew over Tara and the yellow river that wound around it.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Fo' Gawd, Miss Scarlett! We's got ter have a doctah. Ah- Ah- Miss Scarlett, Ah doan know nuthin' 'bout bringin' babies. -Prissy
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bringing
prissy
scarlett
doctors
birth
miss
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Now he saw that she understood entirely too well and he felt the usual masculine indignation at the duplicity of women. Added to it was the usual masculine disillusionment in discovering that a woman has a brain.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Yes, life was very sweet and cosy with Scarlett - as long as she had her own way
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Somehow the bright beauty had gone from April afternoon and from her heart as well and the sad sweetness of remembering was as bitter as gall.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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We bow to the inevitable. We're not wheat, we're buckwheat! When a storm comes along it flattens ripe wheat because it's dry and can't bend with the wind. But ripe buckwheat's got sap in it and it bends. And when the wind has passed, it springs up almost as straight and strong as before. We aren't a stiff-necked tribe. We're mighty limber when a hard wind's blowing, because we know it pays to be limber. When trouble comes we bow to the inev..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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When I first met you, I thought: There is a girl in a million. She isn't like these other silly little fools who believe everything their mammas tell them and act on it, no matter how they feel. And conceal all their feelings and desires and little heartbreaks behind a lot of sweet words. I thought: Miss O'Hara is a girl of rare spirit. She knows what she wants and she doesn't mind speaking her mind-or throwing vases.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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The green eyes in the carefully sweet face were turbulent, willful, lusty with life, distinctly at variance with her decorous demeanor. Her manners had been imposed upon her ... her eyes were her own.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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I won't need you to rescue meM. I can take care of myself, thank you. - Scarlett O'Hara.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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What Melanie did was no more than all Southern girls were taught to do: to make those about them feel at ease and pleased with themselves. It was this happy feminine conspiracy which made Southern society so pleasant. Women knew that a land in which men were contented, uncontradicted, and 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 m..
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chivalry
southern-women
flattery
selfishness
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Margaret Mitchell |
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dd85300
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I told you once before that there were two times for making big money, one in the up-building of a country and the other in its destruction. Slow money on the up-building, fast money in the crack-up. Remember my words. Perhaps they may be of use to you some day. (Rhett Butler)
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money
war
gone-with-the-wind
margaret-mitchell
rhett-butler
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Margaret Mitchell |
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What is there to see in Europe? I'll bet those foreigners can't show us a thing we haven't got right here in Georgia.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Nothing but the sight of blood upon his dark face would ease the pain in her heart. She lunged for him, swift as a cat, but with a light startled movement, he sidestepped, throwing up his arm to ward her off. She was standing on the edge of the freshly waxed top step, and as her arm with the whole weight of her body behind it, struck his out-thrust arm, she lost her balance. She made a wild clutch for the newel post and missed it. She went ..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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To Scarlett, there was something breath-taking about Ellen O'Hara, a miracle that lived in the house with her and awed her and charmed and soothed her.
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gone-with-the-wind
scarlett-o-hara
mother
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Some day I'm going to do and say everything I want to do and say, and if people don't like it I don't care.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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It doesn't matter who you marry, as long as he thinks like you and is a gentleman and a Southerner and prideful. For a woman, love comes after marriage." "Oh, Pa, that's such an Old Country notion!" "And a good notion it is! All this American business of running around marrying for love, like servants, like Yankees! The best marriages are when the parents choose for the girl. For how can a silly piece like yourself tell a good man from a sc..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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You can't make me mad by calling me names that are true. Certainly I'm a rascal, and why not? It's a free country and a man may be a rascal if he chooses. It's only hypocrites like you, my dear lady, just as black at heart but trying to hide it, who becomes enraged when called by their right names.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Ellen's life was not easy, nor was it happy, but she did not expect life to be easy, and, if it was not happy, that was woman's lot. It was a man's world, and she accepted it as such. The man owned the property, and the woman managed it. The man took credit for the management, and the woman praised his cleverness. The man roared like a bull when a splinter was in his finger, and the woman muffled the moans of childbirth, lest she disturb hi..
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men
kindness
women
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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.
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marriage
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Crackers are short on sparkle.
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sparkle
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Margaret Mitchell |
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T]he merciful adjustment which nature makes when what cannot be cured must be endured.
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pain
life-and-living
scarlett-o-hara
problems
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Margaret Mitchell |
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But, Ashley, what are you afraid of?' 'Oh, nameless things. Things which sound very silly when they are put into words. Mostly of having life suddenly become too real, of being brought into personal, too personal, contact with some of the simple facts of life. It isn't that I mind splitting logs here in the mud, but I do mind what it stands for. I do mind, very much, the loss of the beauty of the old life I loved. Scarlett, before the war, ..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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For years she had had her back against the stone wall of Rhett's love and had taken it as much for granted as she had taken Melanie's love, flattering herself that she drew her strength from herself alone. And even as she had realized earlier in the evening that Melanie had been beside her in her bitter campaigns against life, now she knew that silent in the background, Rhett had stood, loving her, understanding her, ready to help. Rhett at..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Did it ever occur to you that I loved you as much as a man can love a woman? Loved you for years before I finally got you? During the war I'd go away and try to forget you, but I couldn't and I always had to come back. After the war I risked arrest, just to come back and find you. I cared so much I believe I would have killed Frank Kennedy if he hadn't died when he did. I loved you but I couldn't let you know it. You're so brutal to those w..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Somewhere, on the long road that wound through those four years, the girl with her sachet & dancing slippers had slipped away & there was left a woman with sharp green eyes, who counted pennies & turned her hands to many menial tasks, a woman to whom nothing was left from the wreckage except the indestructible red earth on which she stood.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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076e701
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The mantle of spinsterhood was definitely on her shoulders now. She was twenty-five and looked it, and so there as no longer any need to try to be attractive.
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Margaret Mitchell |