Her Lips On His Could Tell Him

You're So Brutal To Those Who Love You, Scarlett. You Take Their Love And Hold It Over Their Heads Like A Whip.

I Loved Something I Made Up, Something That's Just As Dead As Melly Is. I Made A Pretty Suit Of Clothes And Fell In Love With It. And When Ashley Came Riding Along, So Handsome, So Different, I Put That Suit On Him And Made Him Wear It Whether It Fitted Him Or Not. And I Wouldn't See What He Really Was. I Kept On Loving The Pretty Clothes—and Not Him At All.

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 She Had A Wild Thrill Such As She Had Never Known; Joy, Fear, Madness, Excitement, Surrender To Arms That Were Too Strong, Lips Too Bruising, Fate That Moved Too Fast.

Brilliance Is One Part Talent, Two Parts Wisdom And Three Parts Passion.

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