Sir,"she said,"you are no gentleman!" An apt observation,"he answered airily."And, you, Miss, are no lady.

Southerners can never resist a losing cause.

I'm tempting you with fine gifts until your girlish ideals are quite worn away and you are at my mercy.

The whole world can't lick us but we can lick ourselves by longing too hard for things we haven't got any more - and by remembering too much.

Every problem has two handles. You can grab it by the handle of fear or the handle of hope.

It had been so long since she had seen him and she had lived on memories until they were worn thin.

Everywhere, women gathered in knots, huddled in groups on front porches, on sidewalks, even in the middle of the streets, telling each other that no news is good news, trying to comfort each other, trying to present a brave appearance.