I'll think of it tomorrow, at Tara. I can stand it then. Tomorrow, I'll think of some way to get him back. After all, tomorrow is another day.
Margaret MitchellHe made her play and she had almost forgotten how. Life had been so serious and so bitter. He knew how to play and swept her along with him.
Margaret MitchellEverybody's mainspring is different. And I want to say this - folks whose mainsprings are busted are better dead.
Margaret Mitchell