If I said I was madly in love with you, I'd be lying and what's more, you'd know it.

I'm tempting you with fine gifts until your girlish ideals are quite worn away and you are at my mercy.

Dear Scarlett! You aren't helpless. Anyone as selfish and determined as you are is never helpless. God help the Yankees if they should get you." -Rhett Butler

God help the man who ever really loves you.

The Irish are the damnedest race. They put so much emphasis on so many wrong things.

How wonderful to know someone who was bad and dishonorable and a cheat and a liar, when all the world was filled with people who would not lie to save their souls and who would rather starve than do a dishonorable deed!

All she wanted was a breathing space in which to hurt.