Babies, babies, babies. Why did God make so many babies? But no, God didn't make them. Stupid people made them.
Margaret MitchellDo 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 wouldnโt sanctify the railroad company, would it?' asked Rhett and his voice sounded as if he were humbly seeking information.
Margaret MitchellOh, 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?
Margaret MitchellI 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.
Margaret Mitchell