I want peace. I want to see if somewhere there isn't something left in life of charm and grace.

The South produced statesmen and soldiers, planters and doctors, lawyers and poets, but certainly not engineers or mechanics. Let the Yankees adopt such low callings.

In a weak moment, I have written a book.

So it was true! A pain slashed at her heart as savagely as a wild animal's fangs.

The way to get a man interested and to hold his interest was to talk about himself, and then gradually lead the conversation around yourself—and keep it there.

what will the South be like without all our fine boys? What would the South have been if they had lived?

I loved something I made up