Say youโll marry me when I come back or, before God, I wonโt go. Iโll stay around here and play a guitar under your window every night and sing at the top of my voice and compromise you, so youโll have to marry me to save your reputation.
Margaret MitchellThe liar was the hottest to defend his veracity, the coward his courage, the ill-bred his gentlemanliness, and the cad his honor
Margaret Mitchell