You have eternity in which to explain and only one night to be a martyr in the amphitheater Get out, darling, and let me see the lions eat you.
Margaret MitchellVanity was stronger than love at sixteen and there was no room in her hot heart now for anything but hate.
Margaret MitchellThat's what's wrong with you. All your beaux have respected you too much, though God knows why, or they have been too afraid of you to really do right by you. The result is that you are unendurably uppity. You should be kissed and by someone who knows how.
Margaret Mitchell