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I want to make you faint. I will make you faint. You've had this coming to you for years. None of the fools you've known have kissed you like this - have they? Your precious Charles or Frank or your stupid Ashley... I said your stupid Ashley. Gentlemen all - what do they know about women? What do they know about you? I know you.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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He had never known such gallantry as the gallantry of Scarlett O'Hara going forth to conquer the world in her mother's velvet curtains and the tail feathers of a rooster.
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Scarlett, always save something to fear--even as you save something to love.
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scarlett
rhett-butler
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All wars are sacred," he said. "To those who have to fight them. If the people who started wars didn't make them sacred, who would be foolish enough to fight? But, no matter what rallying cries the orators give to the idiots who fight, no matter what noble purposes they assign to wars, there is never but one reason for a war. And that is money. All wars are in reality money squabbles. But so few people ever realize it. Their ears are too fu..
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war
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Margaret Mitchell |
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My pet, the world can forgive practically anything except people who mind their own business" - Rhett Butler"
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Babies, babies, babies. Why did God make so many babies? But no, God didn't make them. Stupid people made them.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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If he's forgotten me, I'll make him remember me. I'll make him want me again.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Supposed I don't want to redeem myself? Why should I fight to uphold the system that cast me out? I shall take pleasure in seeing it smashed.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Men and women, they were beautiful and wild, all a little violent under their pleasant ways and only a little tamed.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Scarlet O'Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were. In her face were too sharply blended the delicate features of her mother, a Coast aristocrat of French descent, and the heavy ones of her florid Irish father. But it was an arresting face, pointed of chin, square of jaw. Her eyes were pale green without a touch of hazel, starred with bristly black lashes and slightly tilted at t..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Well fiddle dee dee!
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Margaret Mitchell |
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She saw in his eyes defeat of her wild dreams, her mad desires.
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scarlett-o-hara
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Once, when she was six years old, she had fallen from a tree, flat on her stomach. She could still recall that sickening interval before breath came back into her body. Now, as she looked at him, she felt the same way she had felt then, breathless, stunned, nauseated.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Yes, I want money more than anything else in the world." "Then you've made the only choice. But there's a penalty attached, as there is to most things you want. It's loneliness."
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Margaret Mitchell |
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God help the man who ever really loves you.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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I'm not asking you to forgive me. I'll never understand or forgive myself. And if a bullet gets me, so help me, I'll laugh at myself for being an idiot. There's one thing I do know... and that is that I love you, Scarlett. In spite of you and me and the whole silly world going to pieces around us, I love you. Because we're alike. Bad lots, both of us. Selfish and shrewd. But able to look things in the eyes as we call them by their right nam..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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She hasn't your strength. She's never had any strength. She's never had anything but heart.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Her burdens were her own and burdens were for shoulders strong enough to bear them.
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inspirational
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Like most girls, her imagination carried her just as far as the altar and no further.
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marriage
imagination
wedding
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Margaret Mitchell |
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She could see so clearly now that he was only a childish fancy, no more important really than her spoiled desire for the aquamarine earbobs she had coaxed out of Gerald. For, once she owned the earbobs, they had lost their value, as everything except money lost its value once it was hers.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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She could not ignore life. She had to live it and it was too brutal, too hostile, for her even to try to gloss over its harshness with a smile.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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You're like the thief who isn't the least bit sorry he stole, but is terribly, terribly sorry he's going to jail. - Rhett Butler
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Suddenly she felt strong and happy. She was not afraid of the darkness or the fog and she knew with a singing in her heart that she would never fear them again. No matter what mists might curl around her in the future, she knew her refuge. She started briskly up the street toward home and the blocks seemed very long. Far, far too long. She caught up her skirts to her knees and began to run lightly. But this time she was not running from fea..
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romance
gone-with-the-wind-quotes
gone-with-the-wind
romance-novels
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In the dull twilight of the winter afternoon she came to the end of a long road which had begun the night Atlanta fell. She had set her feet upon that road a spoiled, selfish and untried girl, full of youth, warm of emotion, easily bewildered by life. Now, at the end of the road, there was nothing left of that girl. Hunger and hard labor, fear and constant strain, the terrors of war and the terrors of Reconstruction had taken away all warmt..
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margaret-mitchell-quote
margaret-mitchell
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The whole world can't lick us but we can lick ourselves by longing too hard for things we haven't got any more - and by remembering too much.
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world
lick
remembering
longing
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Margaret Mitchell |
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There'll always be wars because men love wars. Women don't, but men do..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Do I understand, sir, that you mean the Cause for which our heroes have died is not sacred?' If you were run over by a railroad train your death wouldn't sanctify the railroad company, would it?' asked Rhett and his voice sounded as if he were humbly seeking information.
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war
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Margaret Mitchell |
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In the end what will happen will be what has happened whenever a civilization breaks up. The people who have brains and courage come through and the ones who haven't are winnowed out.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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Fighting is like champagne. It goes to the heads of cowards as quickly as of heroes. Any fool can be brave on a battlefield when it's be brave or else be killed.
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heroes
cowards
fighting
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He would never be any different and now Scarlett realize the truth and accepted it without emotion--that until he died Gerald would always be waiting for Ellen, always listening for her. Her was in some dim borderline country where time was standing still and Ellen was always in the next room. The mainspring of his existence was taken away when she died and with it has gone his bounding assurance, his impudence and his restless vitality. El..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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All she wanted was a breathing space in which to hurt.
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hurt
space
emotions
tears
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Margaret Mitchell |
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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." "Indeed? Well, I shall bring you presents so long as it pleases me and so long as I see things that will enhance your charms. I shall bring you dark-green watered silk for a frock to match the bonnet. And I warn you that I am not kind. I am tempting you with bonnets and bangles and leading you into a pit. Always..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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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 as long as I live...I'm too old to believe in such sentimentalities as clean slates and starting all over.
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fiction
remember
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They were always like two people talking to each other in different languages. But she loved him so much, when he withdrew as he had now done, it was like the warm sun going down and leaving her in chilly twilight dews.
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love
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Margaret Mitchell |
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I'm tempting you with fine gifts until your girlish ideals are quite worn away and you are at my mercy.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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I can't go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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He made her play and she had almost forgotten how. Life had been so serious and so bitter. He knew how to play and swept her along with him.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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But, hell, I wouldn't have grudged him your body. I know how little bodies mean - especially women's bodies. But I do grudge him your heart and your dear, hard, unscrupulous mind. He doesn't want your mind, the fool, and I don't want your body. I can buy women cheap. But I do want your mind and your heart, and I'll never have them.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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ad5d774
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But she knew that no matter what beauty lay behind, it must remain there. No one could go forward with a load of aching memories.
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memories
beauty
past
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Margaret Mitchell |
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If Gone With the Wind has a theme it is that of survival. What makes some people come through catastrophes and others, apparently just as able, strong, and brave, go under? It happens in every upheaval. Some people survive; others don't. What qualities are in those who fight their way through triumphantly that are lacking in those that go under? I only know that survivors used to call that quality 'gumption.' So I wrote about people who had..
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Margaret Mitchell |
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So I have. Let me hold the baby, Scarlett. Oh, I know how to hold babies. I have many strange accomplishments. Well, he certainly looks like Frank. All except the whiskers, but give him time." "I hope not. It's a girl."
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Margaret Mitchell |
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You have eternity in which to explain and only one night to be a martyr in the amphitheater Get out, darling, and let me see the lions eat you.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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I can't make you understand because you don't know the meaning of fear. You have the heart of a lion and an utter lack of imagination and I envy you both of those qualities. You'll never mind facing realities and you'll never want to escape from them as I do.
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Margaret Mitchell |
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I'm riding you with a slack rein, my pet, but don't forget that I'm riding with curb and spurs just the same.
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Margaret Mitchell |