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And that lack of fear has gotten me into a lot of trouble and cost me a lot of happiness. God intended women to be timid frightened creatures and there's something unnatural about a woman who isn't afraid... Scarlett, always save something to fear--even as you save something to love...
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A pain slashed through her heart as savagely as a wild animal's fangs.
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tksw wjhh t`s@ Smth, t`s@ nsn syq lmwjh@ lHqy'q, `ndm tkwn lHqy'q kskrt lmwt.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Madam, you flatter yourself. I do not want to marry you or anyone else. I am not a marrying man. - Rhett Butler
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Margaret Mitchell |
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They are kind of queer about music and books and scenery. Mother says it's because their grandfather came from Virginia. She says Virginians set quite a store by such things.
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Oh, why was he so handsomely blond, so courteously aloof, so maddeningly boring with his talk about Europe and books and music and poetry and things that interested her not at all - and yet so desirable?
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Margaret Mitchell |
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There was no one to tell Scarlett that her own personality, frighteningly vital though it was, was more attractive than any masquerade she might adopt. Had she been told, she would have been pleased but unbelieving. And the civilization of which she was a part would have been unbelieving too, for at no time, before or since, had so low a premium been placed on feminine naturalness.
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Now she knew the haven she had sought in dreams, the place of warm safety which had always been hidden from her in the mist. It was not Ashley -- oh, never Ashley! There was no more warmth in him than in a marsh light, no more security than in quicksand. It was Rhett -- Rhett who had strong arms to hold her, a broad chest to pillow her tired head, jeering laughter to pull her affairs into proper perspective. And complete understanding, beca..
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He looked on people, and he neither liked nor disliked them. He looked on life and was neither heartened nor saddened.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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It's a very bad thing for a woman to face the worst that can happen to her, because after she's faced the worst she can't ever really fear anything again. And it's very bad for a woman not to be afraid of something ... always have something to fear - even as you save something to love ... and don't think you can lay down the load, ever. Because you can't.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Why is it a girl has to be so silly to catch a husband?" "Ah specs it's kase gempmums doan know whut dey wants. Dey jes' knows whut dey thinks dey wants. An' givin' dem whut dey thinks dey wants saves a pile of mizry an' bein' a ole maid. An' dey thinks dey wants mousy lil gals wid bird's tastes an' no sense at all. It doan make a gempmum feel lak mahyin' a lady ef he suspicions she got mo' sense dan he has."
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marriage
men
women
lady
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These three ladies disliked and distrusted one another as heartily as the First Triumvirate of Rome, and their close alliance was probably for the same reason.
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friendship
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War and marriage and childbirth had passed over her without touching any deep chord within her and she was unchanged.
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war
marriage
gone-with-the-wind
scarlett-o-hara
feeling
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She was constitutionally unable to endure any man being in love with any woman not herself...
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Suddenly she hated them all because they were different from her, because they carried their losses with an air that she could never attain, would never wish to attain. She hated them, these smiling, light-footed strangers, these proud fools who took pride in something they had lost, seeming to be proud that they had lost it.
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loss
gone-with-the-wind
scarlett-o-hara
hardship
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Margaret Mitchell |
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She could never respect a man who let her run over him...
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Margaret Mitchell |
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A frost lay over all her emotions and she thought that she would never feel anything warmly again.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Rhett, do you really--is it to protect me that you--" "Yes, my dear, it is my much advertised chivalry that makes me protect you." The mocking light began to dance in his black eyes and all signs of earnestness fled from his face. "And why? Because of my deep love for you, Mrs. Kennedy. Yes, I have silently hungered and thirsted for you and worshipped you from afar; but being an honorable man, like Mr. Ashley Wilkes, I have concealed it fr..
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I feel sorry for her, but I don't like people I've got to feel sorry for.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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After all, tomorrow is another day.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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all the bullying instincts in her nature rose to the surface. It was not that she was basically unkind. It was because she was so frightened and unsure of herself she was harsh lest others learn her inadequacies: and refuse her authority.
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For I am fighting for the old days, the old ways which I love so much, but which, I fear, are now gone forever, no matter how the die may fall. For, win or lose, we lose just the same. - Ashley Wilkes, Gone with the Wind
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She raised her chin and her pale, black-fringed eyes sparkled in the moonlight. Ellen had never told her that desire and attainment were two different matters; life had not taught her that the race was not to the swift. She lay in the silvery shadows with courage rising and made the plans that a sixteen-year-old makes when life has been so pleasant that defeat is an impossibility and a pretty dress and a clear complexion are weapons to vanq..
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And when Ashley came riding along, so handsome, so different, I put that suit on him and made him wear it whether it fitted him or not... I kept on loving the pretty clothes - and not him at all.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Most of the misery of the world has been caused by wars. And when the wars were over, no one ever knew what they were all about.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Melanie is the gentlest of dreams and a part of my dreaming. And if the war had not come I would have lived out my life, happily buried at Twelve Oaks, contentedly watching life go by and never being a part of it. But when the war came, life as it really is thrust itself against me. The first time I went into action--it was at Bull Run, you remember--I saw my boyhood friends blown to bits and heard dying horses scream and learned the sicken..
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bull-run
civil-war
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But the small cloud which appeared in the northwest four months ago had blown up into a mighty storm and then into a screaming tornado,sweeping away her world, whirling her out of her sheltered life,and dropping her down in the midst of this still,haunted desolation.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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You are a child if you thought I didn't know, for all your smothering yourself under that hot lap robe. Of course, I knew. Why else do you think I've been--" He stopped suddenly and a silence fell between them. He picked up the reins and clucked to the horse."
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Margaret Mitchell |
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You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Out of the welter of rapture and anger and heartbreak and hurt pride that he had left, depression emerged to sit upon her shoulder like a carrion crow.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Scarlett, when you are forty-five, perhaps you will know what I'm talking about and then perhaps you, too, will be tired of imitation gentry and shoddy manners and cheap emotions. But I doubt it. I think you'll always be more attracted by glister than by gold.
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Why, why, her mind stuttered, I believe women could manage everything in the world without men's help--except having babies, and God knows, no woman in her right mind would have babies if she could help it.
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women
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Don't you suppose men get surprised after they're married to find that their wives do have sense?" "Well, it's too late den. Dey's already mahied."
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I've done murder and so I can surely do this.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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He never really existed at all, except in my imagination, she thought wearily. I loved something that I made up...I made a pretty suit of clothes and fell in love with it. And when Ashley came riding along, so handsome, so different, I put that suit on him and made him wear it whether it fitted him or not. And I wouldn't see what he really was. I kept on loving the pretty clothes-and not him at all.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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He knew that she took life as it came, opposed her tough-fibered mind to whatever obstacles there might be, fought on with a determination that would not recognize defeat, and kept on fighting even when she saw defeat was inevitable.
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But how nice it would be to know that some good Yankee woman - And there must be SOME good Yankee women. I don't care what people say, they can't all be bad! How nice it would be to know that they pulled weeds off our men's graves and brought flowers to them, even if they were enemies. If Charlie were dead in the North it would comfort me to know that someone - And I don't care what you ladies think of me," her voice broke again, "I will wi..
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humanity
goodness
gone-with-the-wind
graves
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I love you, your courage and your stubbornness and your fire and your utter ruthlessness. How much do I love you? So much that a moment ago I would have outraged the hospitality of the house which has sheltered me and my family, forgotten the best wife any man ever had -- enough to take you here in the mud like a --" She struggled with a chaos of thoughts and there was a cold pain in her heart as if an icicle had pierced it. She said haltin..
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Don't be a goose!
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Margaret Mitchell |
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It had begun to dawn on him that this same sweet pretty little head was a "good head for figures." In fact, a much better one than his own and the knowledge was disquieting. He was thunderstruck to discover that she could swiftly add a long column of figures in her head when he needed a pencil and paper for more than three figures. And fractions presented no difficulties to her at all. He felt there was something unbecoming about a woman un..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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I love you...I've always loved you. I've never loved anybody else. I just married Charlie to - to try to hurt you. Oh, Ashley, I love you so much I'd walk every step of the way to Virginia just to be near you! And I'd cook for you and polish your boots and groom your horse - Ashley, say you love me! I'll live on it for the rest of my life!
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Scarlett kicked the coverlet in impotent rage, trying to think of something bad enough to say. 'God's nightgown!' she cried at last, and felt somewhat relieved.
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rage
god
impotent
nightgown
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Margaret Mitchell |
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men are so conceited they'll believe anything that flatters them
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Well, this is the reason. 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 troubl..
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