Author of quotes: Margaret Mitchell. Page 2

I like Atlanta, she thought. - Neither the fires nor the Yankees did not break.

If I could kill, then it is something and even more so can.

In silence their eyes met. Always so meek Melanie's face was full of gloomy pride. Approval and ferocious joy - akin to a fire burning in his chest Scarlett, - flashed in her smile.
"What... what is that? Yeah cause she's just like me! She feels the same as me! - swept in the head of Scarlett in that long, long second. She would have done the same!"
Excitedly she looked at the fragile, swaying Melanie, to which I have never experienced anything but contempt and dislike. And now, drowning out the hatred of this woman - his wife Ashley in the shower Scarlett was born with a sense of admiration and affinity. Her purified in this moment of insight from all sorts of fine feelings, for pigeon gentleness of the eyes and tenderness of the voice Melanie opened strong as steel of the blade, the will and the courage of a warrior.

They suffered devastating losses and was not broken. They did not break nor collapse of the Empire, nor a machete in the hands of rebellious slaves, neither opal nor the confiscation of property or exile. Doom could have broken his backbone, but could not break their spirit. They did not complain they fought. And died, having exhausted himself to the end, but not resigned. All these ghosts, whose blood flowed in her veins seemed to silently filled the moonlit room. And Scarlett have not experienced surprise at seeing before him his ancestors, which was destined to bear such a heavy cross and which to reshape destiny in their own way.

Such cannot be tolerated. And we put up will not!

I'm afraid of life, devoid of slow beauty of our world, which no longer exists.

The most beautiful hands I have ever seen, ' he said gently and in turn kissed both palms. They're beautiful, because you are strong and every callus is a medal, Scarlett, each abrasion - award for courage and unselfishness. And they were calloused because he worked for all of us - and for your father, and for girls, and for Melanie and baby, and for blacks, and for me.

Love you could I so much, when b is above I didn't like Honor.

Because I fight for the past, a former way of life, which I love and which I'm afraid is lost forever, no matter what any dice dropped us in this game, because we win or lose - and in that and in other case we lost.

Honey, remember how we met?
You at my feet
Me in his love confessed...
Remember this moment?
You, proud of the uniform grey,
Swore he was ready
I keep to the grave loyalty
And the land of their fathers.
Tears I'm lonely,
New encounters await!..
Believe in the hour of victory our
And your star!

She already knew that it was their proverbial Right Thing - for her empty sound and she was sick to death of listening to all without end talking frantically about the same with that fanatical gleam in his eyes. It is not right for her was sacred, and war is something sublime. For her it was something annoyingly invading in life that cost a lot of money, it's pointless to sow death and made inaccessible what delights existence. She realized that she was tired of the endless knitting, rolling bandages and plucking lint from which she had calloused fingers. And, God, how tired she hospital! She was tired, she died from the anguish, from the nauseating smell of festering wounds from the eternal groans of the wounded, from the terrible printing of distance on the haggard faces of the dying.

Her eyes were burning a burning, almost fanatical fire, and illumined by their effulgence ugly face was for a moment beautiful.
And all women were the same anxious faces, and tears of pride glistened on their cheeks and the fresh, rosy, and wladawsky, wrinkled, and lips were smiling, and deep emotion burning his eyes when the music stopped and they turned to their men - husbands, sweethearts, sons. All women, even the ugly, was gorgeous in that moment, illuminated by faith in his beloved and loving and a hundredfold giving them love for love.

She was beautiful and he knew it.

Some day I'm going to say and do whatever I want, and I do not care if someone will not like.