The Old Guard dies but it never surrenders.

He had never known such gallantry as the gallantry of Scarlett O'Hara going forth to conquer the world in her mother's velvet curtains and the tail feathers of a rooster.

It's not because I've -what is the phrase? -'swept you off your feet' by my -er- ardor?

There ain't nothin' from the outside can lick any of us.

Take my handkerchief, Scarlett. Never, at any crisis of your life, have I known you to have a handkerchief.

The happiest days are when babies come.

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