Quotes by Margaret Mitchell

“But yesterdays gone, we cant get it back.”

Child, its a very bad thing for a woman to face the worst that can happen to her, because after shes faced the worst she cant ever really fear anything again. ...Scarlett, always save something to fear— even as you save something to love...

Say you’ll marry me when I come back or, before God, I won’t go. I’ll stay around here and play a guitar under your window every night and sing at the top of my voice and compromise you, so you’ll have to marry me to save your reputation.

Lifes under no obligation to give us what we expect.

After all, tomorrow is another day!

Hardships make or break people.

Perhaps - I want the old days back again and theyll never come back, and I am haunted by the memory of them and of the world falling about my ears.

Life was not easy, nor was it happy, but she did not expect life to be easy, and, if it was not happy, that was womans lot. It was a mans world, and she accepted it as such. The man owned the property, and the woman managed it. The man took credit for the management, and the woman praised his cleverness. The man roared like a bull when a splinter was in his finger, and the woman muffled the moans of childbirth, lest she disturb him. Men were rough of speech and often drunk. Women ignored the lapses of speech and put the drunkards to bed without bitter words. Men were rude and outspoken, women were always kind, gracious and forgiving.

Ill think of it tomorrow, at Tara. I can stand it then. Tomorrow, Ill think of some way to get him back. After all, tomorrow is another day.

Her burdens were her own and burdens were for shoulders strong enough to bear them.

Death, taxes and childbirth! Theres never any convenient time for any of them.

Yes, I want money more than anything else in the world.”“Then you’ve made the only choice. But there’s a penalty attached, as there is to most things you want. It’s loneliness.

I bare my soul and you are suspicious! No, Scarlett, this is a bona fide honorable declaration. I admit that its not in the best of taste, coming at this time, but I have a very good excuse for my lack of breeding. Im going away tomorrow for a long time and I fear that if I wait till I return youll have married some one else with a little money. So I thought, why not me and my money? Really, Scarlett, I cant go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands.

Suddenly she felt strong and happy. She was not afraid of the darkness or the fog and she knew with a singing in her heart that she would never fear them again. No matter what mists might curl around her in the future, she knew her refuge. She started briskly up the street toward home and the blocks seemed very long. Far, far too long. She caught up her skirts to her knees and began to run lightly. But this time she was not running from fear. She was running because Rhetts arms were at the end of the street.

Did it ever occur to you that I loved you as much as a man can love a woman? Loved you for years before I finally got you? During the war Id go away and try to forget you, but I couldnt and I always had to come back. After the war I risked arrest, just to come back and find you. I cared so much I believe I would have killed Frank Kennedy if he hadnt died when he did. I loved you but I couldnt let you know it. Youre so brutal to those who love you, Scarlett. You take their love and hold it over their heads like a whip.

He would never be any different and now Scarlett realize the truth and accepted it without emotion—that until he died Gerald would always be waiting for Ellen, always listening for her. Her was in some dim borderline country where time was standing still and Ellen was always in the next room. The mainspring of his existence was taken away when she died and with it has gone his bounding assurance, his impudence and his restless vitality. Ellen was the audience before which the blustering drama of Gerald OHara had been played Now the curtain had been rung down forever, the footlights dimmed and the audience suddenly vanished, while the stunned old actor remained on his empty stage, waiting for his cues.

In a weak moment, I have written a book.

It was better to know the worst than to wonder.

So I have. Let me hold the baby, Scarlett. Oh, I know how to hold babies. I have many strange accomplishments. Well, he certainly looks like Frank. All except the whiskers, but give him time.”“I hope not. It’s a girl.

So you’ll have to wait for approval from your grandchildren.” “I wonder what our grandchildren will be like!” “Are you suggesting by that ‘our’ that you and I will have mutual grandchildren? Fie, Mrs. Kennedy!