It was not often that she was alone like this and she did not like it. When she was alone she had to think and, these days, thoughts were not so pleasant.
Margaret MitchellWhat is there to see in Europe? I'll bet those foreigners can't show us a thing we haven't got right here in Georgia.
Margaret MitchellShe was as forthright and simple as the winds that blew over Tara and the yellow river that wound around it.
Margaret MitchellSomewhere, on the long road that wound through those four years, the girl with her sachet & dancing slippers had slipped away & there was left a woman with sharp green eyes, who counted pennies & turned her hands to many menial tasks, a woman to whom nothing was left from the wreckage except the indestructible red earth on which she stood.
Margaret Mitchell