I'm tired of saying "How wonderful you are!" to fool men, who haven't got one half sense I've got.
Margaret MitchellI was right when I said I'd never look back. It hurts too much, it drags at your heart till you can't ever do anything else except look back.
Margaret MitchellSomehow the bright beauty had gone from April afternoon and from her heart as well and the sad sweetness of remembering was as bitter as gall.
Margaret MitchellScarlett's mind went back through the years to the still hot noon at Tara when grey smoke curled above a blue-clad body and Melanie stood at the top of the stairs with Charles' sabre in her hand. Scarlett remembered that she had thought at the time: 'How silly! Melly couldn't even heft that sword!' But now she knew that had the necessity arisen, Melanie would have charged down those stairs and killed the Yankee - or been killed herself.
Margaret Mitchell