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"Eavesdroppers often hear highly entertaining and instructive things."
"And you, Miss, are no lady!" (My daughter's favorite scene)
"Mrs. Charles Hamilton - one hundred and fity dollars - in gold."
"Oh, not at all. Until you've lost your reputation you never realize what a burden it was or what freedom really is."
"And you look gorgeous when you are mad. I'll squeeze you again-there-just to see if you will really get mad. You have no idea how charming you were that day at Twelve Oaks whn you were mad and throwing things."
"No, I'm not gong to kiss you, although you need it. You need kissing and often and by someone who knows how."
"Always remember I never do anything without a reason and I never give anything without expecting something in return. I always get paid."
"Madam, you flatter yourself, I do not want to marry you or anyone else. I am not a marrying man"
"What a woman."
"Now that you've got your lumber mill and Frank's money, you won't come to me as you did to the jail, so I see I shall have to marry you."
"I can't wait all my life waiting to catch you between husbands."
"Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn." (oh, but he did!)
"I always felt that women had a hardness and endurance unknown to men, despite the pretty idea taught me in childhood that women are frail, tender, sensitive creatures."
"Did it ever occur to you that I loved you as much as a man could love a woman? Loved you years before I finally got you?"
"War! War! War! If I hear one more word about war I'll run in the house and slam the door!"
"Sir, you are no gentleman."
"God only knows matrons never have any fun at all. So widows might as well be dead."
"I can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tommorrow."
"It's almost like I was in love with him! But I'm not and I just can't understand it."
"Great balls of fire!"
"I can shoot straight, if I don't have to shoot too far."
"Marriage? Fun? Fun for men you mean."
""... If you go ... where shall I go? What shall I do?"
"After all ... tomorrow is another day."
"As God as my witness, as God as my witness, the Yankees aren't going to lick me. I'm going to live through this, and when it's all over, I'm never going to be hungry again. No, nor any of my folks. If I have to steal or kill--as God as my witness, I'm never going to be hungry again."
Gerald O'Hara: "It will come to you, this love of the land."
Prissy: "Miss Scarlett, I don't know nothing about birthing no babies!"
Gerald O'Hara: "Only when like marries like can there be any happiness."
Grandma Fontaine: "God intended women to be timid frightened creatures and there's something unnatural about a woman who isn't afraid. Scarlett, always save something to fear--even as you save something to love."
Some passages from the book
As she chattered and laughed and cast quick glances into the house and the yard, her eyes fell on a stranger, standing alone in the hall, staring at her in a cool impertinent way that brought her up sharply with a mingled feeling of feminine pleasure that she had attracted a man and an embarrassed sensation that her dress was too low in the bosom. He looked quite old, at least thirty-five. He was a tall man and powerfully built. Scarlett thought she had never seen a man with such wide shoulders, so heavy with muscles, almost too heavy for gentility. When her eye caught his, he smiled, dark of face, swarthy as a pirate, and his eyes were as bold and black as any pirate's appraising a galleon to be scuttled or a maiden to be ravished. There was a cool recklessness in his face and a cynical humor in his mouth as he smiled at her, and Scarlett caught her breath. She felth that she should be insulted by such a look and was annoyed with herself because she did not feel insulted. She did not know who he could be, but there was undeniably a look of good blood in his dark face. It showed in the thin hawk nose over the full lips, the high forehead and the wide-set eyes. She dragged her eyes away from his without smiling back, and he turned as someone called "Rhett! Rhett Butler! Come here! I want you to meet the most hard-hearted girl in Georgia."
--Margaret Mitchell's description of their first encounter at Twelve Oaks
Tapping him lightly on the arm with her folded fan, she turned to start up the stairs and her eyes again fell on the man called Rhett Butler, who stood alone a few feet away from Charles. Evidently he had overheard the whole conversation, for he grinned up at her as maliciously as a tomcat, and again his eyes went over her, in a gaze totally devoid of the deference she was accustomed to. "God's nightgown!" said Scarlett to herself in indignation, using Gerald's favorite oath. "He looks as if - as if he knew what I looked like without my shimmy," and, tossing her head, she went up the steps.--Their second encounter also
at Twelve Oaks after Scarlett's flirtation with Charles Hamilton.