If! If! If! There were so many ifs in life, never any sense of security, always the dread of losing everything.

Take my handkerchief, Scarlett. Never, at any crisis of your life, have I known you to have a handkerchief.

Scarlett O'Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were.

You're like the thief who isn't the least bit sorry he stole, but is terribly, terribly sorry he's going to jail. - Rhett Butler

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

Dear Scarlett! You aren't helpless. Anyone as selfish and determined as you are is never helpless. God help the Yankees if they should get you." -Rhett Butler

Scarlett, always save something to fear—even as you save something to love.

Until you've lost your reputation, you never realize what a burden it was.

Every problem has two handles. You can grab it by the handle of fear or the handle of hope.

The usual masculine dissillusionment is discovering that a woman has a brain

Life's under no obligation to give us what we expect.

Regret piles up around us like books we have never read.

I agree with Chomsky in almost nothing. When it comes to innate structures and so on, I'm very skeptical

Every night, it's a bakery on the bus. It's a curse, because I talk about how much I love cake, people bring me cake. And now I just found out I'm diabetic, so I'm like, are you kidding me?!

It's the change of rhythm which I think is what keeps me alive. In Spain I hear so much noise from my window that can't stand it. In Switzerland it's the lack of noise that drives me crazy.

Unless you have courage, a courage that keeps you going, always going, no matter what happens, there is no certainty of success. It is really an endurance race.

No one can desire the love of God without first knowing human love.

What is an ending? There's no such thing. Death is the only ending.

Say it with words. Show it with action.

The window-lights, myriads and myriads,Bloom from the walls like climbing flowers.

Not only does he hate me, and want to kill me, he no longer believes I'm human. It was less painful being strangled.