In a weak moment, I have written a book.

Men and women, they were beautiful and wild, all a little violent under their pleasant ways and only a little tamed.

And apologies, once postponed, become harder and harder to make, and finally impossible.

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.

Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect. We take what we get and are thankful it's no worse than it is.

His voice stopped and they looked for a long quiet moment into each other's eyes and between them lay the sunny lost youth that they had so unthinkingly shared.

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.