After all, tomorrow is another day!

Fighting is like champagne. It goes to the heads of cowards as quickly as of heroes.

Why, why, her mind stuttered, I believe women could manage everything in the world without men’s help–except having babies, and God knows, no woman in her right mind would have babies if she could help...

A new baby! Why, Scarlett, this is a surprise!” he laughed, leaning down to push the blanket away from Ella Lorena’s small ugly face.” – Rhett Butler

But, Scarlett, did it ever occur to you that even the most deathless love could wear out?

you can go to the Devil and not at your leisure. You can go now, for all I care.”My pet, I’ve been to the Devil and he’s a very dull fellow. I won’t go there...

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.

Oh – a diamond ring – and Rhett, do buy a great big one!

Hardships make or break people.

I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken – and I’d...

Suddenly she hated them all because they were different from her, because they carried their losses with an air that she could never attain, would never wish to attain. She hated them, these smiling, light-footed...

In a weak moment, I have written a book.

Burdens are for shoulders strong enough to carry them. -Scarlett O’Hara

If Gone With the Wind has a theme it is that of survival. What makes some people come through catastrophes and others, apparently just as able, strong, and brave, go under? It happens in every...

She was darkness and he was darkness and there had never been anything before this time, only darkness and his lips upon her. She tried to speak and his mouth was over hers again. Suddenly...

If I said I was madly in love with you you’d know I was lying.

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

I do not write with ease, nor am I ever pleased with anything I write. And so I rewrite.

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...

It was better to know the worst than to wonder.

Like most girls, her imagination carried her just as far as the altar and no further.

Fo’ Gawd, Miss Scarlett! We’s got ter have a doctah. Ah- Ah- Miss Scarlett, Ah doan know nuthin’ ’bout bringin’ babies. -Prissy

I was right when I said I’d never look back. It hurts too much, it drags at your heart till you can’t ever do anything else except look back.

It seems we’ve been at cross purposes, doesn’t it? But it’s no use now. As long as there was Bonnie, there was a chance that we might be happy. I liked to think that Bonnie...

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 woman’s lot. It was a man’s world, and she accepted...

As God is my witness, I’ll never be hungry again.

He knew that she took life as it came, opposed her tough-fibered mind to whatever obstacles there might be, fought on with a determination that would not recognize defeat, and kept on fighting even when...

But she knew that no matter what beauty lay behind, it must remain there. No one could go forward with a load of aching memories.

It was not often that she was alone like this and she did not like it. When she was alone she had to think and, these days, thoughts were not so pleasant.

I want to make you faint. I will make you faint. You’ve had this coming to you for years. None of the fools you’ve known have kissed you like this – have they? Your precious...

[T]he merciful adjustment which nature makes when what cannot be cured must be endured.

Did you ever hear the Oriental proverb, “The dogs bark but the caravan passes on”? Let them bark, Scarlett. I fear nothing will stop your caravan.

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

You must be more gentle, dear, more sedate,’ Ellen told her daughter. ‘You must not interrupt gentlemen when they are speaking, even if you do think you know more about matters than they do. Gentlemen...

To Scarlett, there was something breath-taking about Ellen O’Hara, a miracle that lived in the house with her and awed her and charmed and soothed her.

These three ladies disliked and distrusted one another as heartily as the First Triumvirate of Rome, and their close alliance was probably for the same reason.

Pride & honor & truth & virtue & kindliness,” he enumerated silkily. “You are right, Scarlett. They aren’t important when a boat is sinking. But look around you at your friends. Either they are bringing...

You should be kissed and often, by someone who knows how.

I will withdraw from both clubs and I’ll — I’ll pull up every weed off every Yankee’s grave I can find and I’ll plant flowers, too — and — I just dare anyone to stop...

I can’t think about that right now. If I do, I’ll go crazy. I’ll think about that tomorrow.

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

That is the one unforgivable sin in any society. Be different and be damned!

I stood there in the doorway before you saw me and I watched you,’ he said.’And I watched the other girls. And they all looked as though their faces came out of one mold. Yours...

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...

Vanity was stronger than love at sixteen and there was no room in her hot heart now for anything but hate.

I’ve felt that I was trying to row a heavily loaded boat in a storm. I’ve had so much trouble just trying to keep afloat that I couldn’t be bothered about things that didn’t matter,...

What’s broken is broken—and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I live…I’m too old to believe in such sentimentalities as...

Scarlett kicked the coverlet in impotent rage, trying to think of something bad enough to say.’God’s nightgown!’ she cried at last, and felt somewhat relieved.

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 wish to Heaven I was married,” she said resentfully as she attacked the yams with loathing. “I’m tired of everlastingly being unnatural and never doing anything I want to do. I’m tired of acting...