She had never understood either of the men she had loved and so she had lost them both. Now, she had a fumbling knowledge that, had she ever understood Ashley, she would never have loved him; had she...
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. H...
It had been so long since she had seen him and she had lived on memories until they were worn thin.
How closely women crutch the very chains that bind them!
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 som...
Gerald’s sharp blue eyes noticed how efficiently his neighbors’ houses were run and with what ease the smooth-haired wives in rustling skirts managed their servants. He had no knowledge of the dawn-ti...
For a woman, love comes after marriage.
Don’t holler—smile and bide your time.’ We’ve survived a passel of things that way, smiling and biding our time, and we’ve gotten to be experts at surviving. We had to be.
Do I understand, sir, that you mean the Cause for which our heroes have died is not sacred?'If you were run over by a railroad train your death wouldn’t sanctify the railroad company, would it?' asked...
And don't think you can lay down the load, ever. Because you can't. I know.
All she could think of was that she loved him--everything about him, from the proud lift of his gold head to his slender dark boots, loved his laughter even when it mystified her, loved his bewilderin...
A startling thought this, that a woman could handle businessmatters as well as or better than a man, a revolutionary thought toScarlett who had been reared in the tradition that men wereomniscient and...
This is what happens when you look back to happiness, this pain, this heart-break, this discontent
Я пройду через все, а когда это кончится, я никогда, никогда больше не буду голодать. Ни я, ни мои близкие. Бог мне свидетель, я скорее украду или убью, но не буду голодать.
She could recall nothing about Charles except the dying-calf look on his face when she told him she would marry him.
First, Terminus and then Marthasville, and not until the year of Scarlett's birth had it become Atlanta.
You know she said I was going to marry a gentleman with jet-black hair and a long black mustache, and I don't like black-haired gentlemen.
You have all the passion for life I lack.
We bow to the inevitable. We’re not wheat, we’re buckwheat! When a storm comes along it flattens ripe wheat because it’s dry and can’t bend with the wind. But ripe buckwheat’s got sap in it and it ben...
They were the eyes of a happy woman, a woman around whom storms might blow without ever ruffling the serene core of her being.