Quotes from Margaret Mitchell

desear y conseguir eran dos cosas distintas. La vida no le había enseñado que correr no siempre significa alcanzar.

Always providing you have enough courage—or money—you can do without a reputation.

Because she hated herself, she hated them all with the fury of the thwarted and humiliated love of sixteen. Only a little true tenderness had been mixed into her love. Mostly it had been compounded out of vanity and complacent confidence in her own charms. Now she had lost and, greater than her sense of loss, was the fear that she had made a public spectacle of herself.

My! How the grapes are sour today! -Rhett Butler

Oh, Scarlett, you are so young you wring my heart.

war was not glory but dirt and misery.

So I think I'll remove him from your mind forever, this way. I'll put my hands, so, on each side of your head and I'll smash your skull between them like a walnut and that will blot him out.

Well--you know how the Wilkes are. They are kind of queer about music and books and scenery. Mother says it's because their grandfather came from Virginia. She says Virginians set quite a store by such things.

I believe woman could manage everything in the world without men's help–except birthing babies...

Mr. Lincoln, the merciful and just, who cries large tears over Mrs. Bixby's five boys, hasn't any tears to shed about the thousands of Yankees dying at Andersonville, said Rhett, his mouth twisting. He doesn't care if they all die. The order is out. No exchanges.

Oh, he was detestable! She swung round on her heel and marched into the house. She grabbed hold of the door to shut it with a bang, but the hook which held it open was too heavy for her. She struggled with it, panting. May I help you? he asked. Feeling that she would burst a blood vessel if she stayed another minute, she stormed up the stairs. And as she reached the upper floor, she heard him obligingly slam the door for her.

Better to be tormented with memories of Ashley than Charleston accents.

I can't let him go. I can't. There must be some way to bring him back. Oh, I can't think about this now! I'll go crazy if I do! I'll think about it tomorrow. But I must think about it. I must think about it. What is there to do? What is there that matters? Tara! Home. I'll go home. And I'll think of some way to get him back. After all... tomorrow is another day!

It's a poor person and a poor nation that sits down and cries because life isn't precisely what they expected it to be.

He could no more resist pricking the conceits, the hypocrisies and the flamboyant patriotism of those about him than a small boy can resist putting a pin into a balloon. He neatly deflated the pompous and exposed the ignorant and the bigoted, and he did it in such subtle ways, drawing his victims out by his seemingly courteous interest, that they never were quite certain what had happened until they stood exposed as windy, high flown and slightly ridiculous.

Why, my goodness, honey. After looking at all those pictures of seraphic and perspirationless babes for so long in the privacy of a foxhole, what is a poor doughfoot going to do when he comes home and discovers that American women are, after all, biological and given, under stress, to shiny noses?

You look like you'd swallowed a ramrod and it isn't becoming-Rhett Butler

You're a pretty person, Scarlett," he said. "Especially when you are meditating devilment.

Scarlett, I'm a bad influence on you and if you have any sense you will send me packing - if you can. I'm very hard to get rid of. But I'm bad for you.

Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect. We take what we get and are thankful it's no worse than it is.

Beloved," she whispered, "I am coming home to you.

It was one thing to know that Ashley was engaged but it was another to hear people talk about it so casually.

The cause didn't seem sacred to her. The war did not seem to be holy affair.

What most people don't seem to realize is that there is just as much money to be made out of the wreckage of a civilization as from the upbuilding of one.