I Won't Think Of It Now. I

I'm Tired Of Saying "how Wonderful You Are!" To Fool Men, Who Haven't Got One Half Sense I've Got.

The Green Eyes In The Carefully Sweet Face Were Turbulent, Willful, Lusty With Life, Distinctly At Variance With Her Decorous Demeanor. Her Manners Had Been Imposed Upon Her ... Her Eyes Were Her Own.

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 Charles Or Frank Or Your Stupid Ashley... I Said Your Stupid Ashley. Gentlemen All - What Do They Know About Women? What Do They Know About You? I Know You.

I Bare My Soul And You Are Suspicious! No, Scarlett, This Is A Bona Fide Honorable Declaration. I Admit That It's Not In The Best Of Taste, Coming At This Time, But I Have A Very Good Excuse For My Lack Of Breeding. I'm Going Away Tomorrow For A Long Time And I Fear That If I Wait Till I Return You'll Have Married Some One Else With A Little Money. So I Thought, Why Not Me And My Money? Really, Scarlett, I Can't Go All My Life Waiting To Catch You Between Husbands.

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