Scarlett O'hara Was Not Beautiful, But Men

After All, Tomorrow Is Another Day.

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.

It Is Axiomatic Among Writers That No One Ever Sues The Writer Of An Unsuccessful Book. Just Let A Book Go Over Twenty-five Thousand Copies And It Is Surprising How Many People's Feelings Are Hurt, How Many Screwballs Think Their Brain Children Have Been Stolen, And How Many People Feel That They Have Been Portrayed In A Manner Calculated To Bring Infamy Upon Them.

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 Rather Remember It As It Was At Its Best Than Mend It And See The Broken Places As Long As I Lived.

Her Lips On His Could Tell Him Better Than All Her Stumbling Words.