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.
Margaret MitchellWell, my dear, take heart. Some day, I will kiss you and you will like it. But not now, so I beg you not to be too impatient.
Margaret MitchellSay youโll marry me when I come back or, before God, I wonโt go. Iโll stay around here and play a guitar under your window every night and sing at the top of my voice and compromise you, so youโll have to marry me to save your reputation.
Margaret Mitchell