Life’s under no obligation to give us what we expect. We take what we get and are thankful it’s no worse than it is. ― Margaret Mitchell.
Who is Margaret Mitchell? Margaret Munnerlyn Mitchell was an American novelist and journalist.
Mitchell wrote only one novel, published during her lifetime, the American Civil War-era novel Gone with the Wind, for which she won the National Book Award for Most Distinguished Novel of 1936 and the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 1937.
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1. And apologies, once postponed, become harder and harder to make, and finally impossible. ― Margaret Mitchell
2. After all, tomorrow is another day! ― Margaret Mitchell
3. All she wanted was a breathing space in which to hurt. ― Margaret Mitchel
4. All really nice girls wonder when men don’t try to kiss them.
They know they shouldn’t want them to and they know they must act insulted if they do, but just the same, they wish the men would try. ― Margaret Mitchell
5. As God is my witness, I’ll never be hungry again. ― Margaret Mitchel
6. Brilliance is one of part talent, two parts wisdom and three parts passion. ― Margaret Mitchell
7. Burdens are for shoulders strong enough to carry them. ― Margaret Mitchell
8. But Rhett, you mustn’t bring me anything else so expensive. It’s awfully kind of you, but I really couldn’t accept anything else. ― Margaret Mitchel
9. Child, it’s a very bad thing for a woman to face the worst that can happen to her,
because after she’s faced the worst she can’t ever really fear anything again. .
Scarlett, always save something to fear, even as you save something to love. ― Margaret Mitchell
10. Death, taxes and childbirth! There’s never any convenient time for any of them. ― Margaret Mitchell
11. Do I understand, sir, that you mean the Cause for which our heroes have died is not sacred? ― Margaret Mitchel
12. Every problem has two handles. You can grab it by the handle of fear or the handle of hope. ― Margaret Mitchell
13. 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 someone 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. ― Margaret Mitchel
14. I can’t think about that right now. If I do, I’ll go crazy. I’ll think about that tomorrow. ― Margaret Mitchell
15. I can’t go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands. ― Margaret Mitchel
16. I’d cut up my heart for you to wear if you wanted it. ― Margaret Mitchell
17. 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. ― Margaret Mitchell
18. I’m tempting you with fine gifts until your girlish ideals are quite worn away and you are at my mercy. ― Margaret Mitchel
19. I’m not asking you to forgive me. I’ll never understand or forgive myself. And if a bullet gets me, so help me,
I’ll laugh at myself for being an idiot.
There’s one thing I do know… and that is that I love you,
Scarlett. In spite of you and me and the whole silly world going to pieces around us, I love you. Because we’re alike.
Bad lots, both of us. Selfish and shrewd.
But able to look things in the eyes as we call them by their right names. ― Margaret Mitchel
20. I’ve always had a weakness for lost causes once they’re really lost. ― Margaret Mitchell
21. I shall take pleasure in seeing it smashed. ― Margaret Mitchell
22. 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. ― Margaret Mitchell
23. I wish I could care what you do or where you go but I can’t… My dear, I don’t give a damn. ― Margaret Mitchel
24. I wish to Heaven I was married,” she said resentfully as she attacked the yams with loathing.
“I’m tired of everlastingly being unnatural and never doing anything I want to do.
I’m tired of acting like I don’t eat more than a bird, and walking when I want to run and saying I feel faint after a waltz, when I could dance for two days and never get tired. I’m tired of saying,
‘How wonderful you are!’ to fool men who haven’t got one-half the sense I’ve got,
and I’m tired of pretending I don’t know anything, so men can tell me things and feel important while they’re doing it… I can’t eat another bite. ― Margaret Mitchell
25. I wonder if anyone but me realizes what goes on in that head back of your deceptively sweet face. ― Margaret Mitchel
26. 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. ― Margaret Mitchel
27. It was better to know the worse than to wonder. ― Margaret Mitchell
28. It was not often that she was alone like this and she did not like it.
When she was alone she had to think and, these days, thoughts were not so pleasant. ― Margaret Mitchel
29. In the end what will happen will be what has happened whenever a civilization breaks up.
The people who have brains and courage come through and the ones who haven’t are winnowed out. ― Margaret Mitchel
30. If I said I was madly in love with you, you’d know I was lying. ― Margaret Mitchell
31. If he’s forgotten me, I’ll make him remember me. I’ll make him want me again. ― Margaret Mitchel
32. If you were run over by a railroad train your death wouldn’t sanctify the railroad company, would it?’ asked Rhett and his voice sounded as if he were humbly seeking information. ― Margaret Mitchel
33. Indeed? Well, I shall bring you presents so long as it pleases me and so long as I see things that will enhance your charms. I shall bring you dark-green watered silk for a frock to match the bonnet.
And I warn you that I am not kind. I am tempting you with bonnets and bangles and leading you into a pit. Always remember I never do anything without reason and I never give anything without expecting something in return. I always get paid. ― Margaret Mitchel
34. In the dull twilight of the winter afternoon she came to the end of a long road which had begun the night Atlanta fell. She had set her feet upon that road a spoiled, selfish and untried girl, full of youth, warm of emotion, easily bewildered by life.
Now, at the end of the road, there was nothing left of that girl. Hunger and hard labor, fear and constant strain, the terrors of war and the terrors of Reconstruction had taken away all warmth and youth and softness.
About the core of her being, a shell of hardness had formed and, little by little, layer by layer, the shell had thickened during the endless months. ― Margaret Mitchel
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35. In a weak moment, I have written a book. ― Margaret Mitchels
36. In the end what will happen will be what has happened whenever a civilization breaks up.
The people who have brains and courage come through and the ones who haven’t are winnowed out. ― Margaret Mitchell
37. Life was not easy, nor was it happy, but she did not expect life to be easy, and, if it was not happy, that was woman’s lot. It was a man’s world, and she accepted it as such.
The man owned the property, and the woman managed it.
The man took credit for the management, and the woman praised his cleverness.
The man roared like a bull when a splinter was in his finger, and the woman muffled the moans of childbirth, lest she disturb him.
Men were rough of speech and often drunk.
Women ignored the lapses of speech and put the drunkards to bed without bitter words.
Men were rude and outspoken, women were always kind, gracious and forgiving. ― Margaret Mitchel
38. Life’s under no obligation to give us what we expect. ― Margaret Mitchell
39. Like most girls, her imagination carried her just as far as the altar and no further. ― Margaret Mitchel
40. Longing hearts could only stand so much longing. ― Margaret Mitchel
41. Land is the only thing in the world that amounts to anything. ― Margaret Mitchell
42. Forgive me for startling you with the impetuosity of my sentiments, my dear Scarlett.
I mean, my dear Mrs. Kennedy.
It cannot have escaped your notice that for some time past the friendship I have had in my heart for you has ripened into a deeper feeling, a feeling more beautiful, more pure, more sacred.
Dare I name it you? Ah! It is love which makes me so bold! ― Margaret Mitchel
43. Fighting is like champagne. It goes to the heads of cowards as quickly as of heroes.
Any fool can be brave on a battlefield when it’s be brave or else be killed. ― Margaret Mitchel
44. He had never known such gallantry as the gallantry of Scarlett O’Hara going forth to conquer the world in her mother’s velvet curtains and the tail feathers of a rooster. ― Margaret Mitchel
45. Hardships make or break people. ― Margaret Mitchel
46. How closely women clutch the very chains that bind them! ― Margaret Mitchel
47. How wonderful to know someone who was bad and dishonorable and a cheat and a liar, when all the world was filled with people who would not lie to save their souls and who would rather starve than do a dishonorable deed! ― Margaret Mitchel
48. Hunger gnawed at her empty stomach again and she said aloud: ‘As God is my witness, and God is my witness, the Yankees aren’t going to lick me.
I’m going to live through this, and when it’s over, I’m never going to be hungry again.
No, nor any of my folks. If I have to steal or kill – as God is my witness, I’m never going to be hungry again. ― Margaret Mitchel
49. Her lips on his could tell him better than all her stumbling words. ― Margaret Mitchel
50. Her burdens were her own and burdens were for shoulders strong enough to bear them. ― Margaret Mitchel
51. Great balls of fire. Don’t bother me anymore, and don’t call me sugar. ― Margaret Mitchel
52. God help the man who ever really loves you. ― Margaret Mitchel
53. Men and women, they were beautiful and wild, all a little violent under their pleasant ways and only a little tamed. ― Margaret Mitchel
54. Make up your mind to this.
If you are different, you are isolated, not only from people of your own age but from those of your parents’ generation and from your children’s generation too.
They’ll never understand you and they’ll be shocked no matter what you do.
But your grandparents would probably be proud of you and say:
‘There’s a chip off the old block,’ and your grandchildren will sigh enviously and say:
‘What an old rip Grandma must have been!’ and they’ll try to be like you. ― Margaret Mitchel
55. No matter what rallying cries the orators give to the idiots who fight, no matter what noble purposes they assign to wars, there is never but one reason for a war. And that is money. All wars are in reality money squabbles. ― Margaret Mitchell
56. No, my dear, I’m not in love with you, no more than you are with me, and if I were, you would be the last person I’d ever tell.
God help the man who ever really loves you.
You’d break his heart, my darling, cruel, destructive little cat who is so careless and confident she doesn’t even trouble to sheathe her claws. ― Margaret Mitchel
57. Now she had a fumbling knowledge that, had she ever understood Ashley, she would never have loved him; had she ever understood Rhett, she would never have lost him. ― Margaret Mitchel
58. Now you are beginning to think for yourself instead of letting others think for you.
That’s the beginning of wisdom. ― Margaret Mitchel
59. Supposed I don’t want to redeem myself?
Why should I fight to uphold the system that cast me out?
I shall take pleasure in seeing it smashed. ― Margaret Mitchel
60. Supposed I don’t want to redeem myself? Why should I fight to uphold the system that cast me out?
61. Some mistakes are too much fun to make only once. ― Margaret Mitchell
62. Scarlet O’Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were.
In her face were too sharply blended the delicate features of her mother, a Coast aristocrat of French descent, and the heavy ones of her florid Irish father.
But it was an arresting face, pointed of chin, square of jaw.
Her eyes were pale green without a touch of hazel, starred with bristly black lashes and slightly tilted at the ends.
Above them, her thick black brows slanted upward, cutting a startling oblique line in her magnolia-white skin-that skin so prized by Southern women
and so carefully guarded with bonnets, veils and mittens against hot Georgia suns. ― Margaret Mitchel
63. Suddenly she felt strong and happy.
She was not afraid of the darkness or the fog and she knew with a singing in her heart that she would never fear them again.
No matter what mists might curl around her in the future, she knew her refuge.
She started briskly up the street toward home and the blocks seemed very long. Far, far too long.
She caught up her skirts to her knees and began to run lightly.
But this time she was not running from fear.
She was running because Rhett’s arms were at the end of the street. ― Margaret Mitchel
64. Scarlett, always save something to fear, even as you save something to love. ― Margaret Mitchel
65. She hasn’t your strength. She’s never had any strength. She’s never had anything but heart. ― Margaret Mitchel
66. She could see so clearly now that he was only a childish fancy, no more important really than her spoiled desire for the aquamarine earbobs she had coaxed out of Gerald.
For, once she owned the earbobs, they had lost their value, as everything except money lost its value once it was hers. ― Margaret Mitchel
67. She could not ignore life. She had to live it and it was too brutal, too hostile, for her even to try to gloss over its harshness with a smile. ― Margaret Mitchel
68. 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. ― Margaret Mitchel
69. She saw in his eyes defeat of her wild dreams, her mad desires. ― Margaret Mitchel
70. Say you’ll marry me when I come back or, before God, I won’t go.
I’ll stay around here and play a guitar under your window every night and sing at the top of my voice and compromise you, so you’ll have to marry me to save your reputation. ― Margaret Mitchel
71. You should be kissed and by someone who knows how. ― Margaret Mitchel
72. You’re like the thief who isn’t the least bit sorry he stole, but is terribly, terribly sorry he’s going to jail. ― Margaret Mitchel
73. You’re so brutal to those who love you, Scarlett. You take their love and hold it over their heads like a whip. ― Margaret Mitchell
74. Once, when she was six years old, she had fallen from a tree, flat on her stomach.
She could still recall that sickening interval before breath came back into her body. Now, as she looked at him, she felt the same way she had felt then, breathless, stunned, nauseated. ― Margaret Mitchel
75. 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. ― Margaret Mitchell
76. There’ll always be wars because men love wars. Women don’t, but men do. ― Margaret Mitchel
77. The way to get a man interested and to hold his interest was to talk about himself, and then gradually lead the conversation around yourself and keep it there. ― Margaret Mitchel
78. The land is the only thing in the world worth working for, worth fighting for, worth dying for, because it’s the only thing that lasts. ― Margaret Mitchel
79. The liar was the hottest to defend his veracity, the coward his courage, the ill-bred his gentlemanliness, and the cad his honor. ― Margaret Mitchel
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80. The whole world can’t lick us but we can lick ourselves by longing too hard for things we haven’t got any more, and by remembering too much. ― Margaret Mitchel
81. 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. ― Margaret Mitchell
82. Then you’ve made the only choice. But there’s a penalty attached, as there is to most things you want. It’s loneliness. ― Margaret Mitchell
83. That is the one unforgivable sin in any society. Be different and be damned! ― Margaret Mitchell
84. That’s what’s wrong with you. All your beaux have respected you too much, though God knows why, or they have been too afraid of you to really do right by you.
The result is that you are unendurably uppity. You should be kissed and by someone who knows how. ― Margaret Mitchel
85. With enough courage, you can do without a reputation. ― Margaret Mitchell
86. Well, my dear, take heart. Somedays, I will kiss you and you will like it. But not now, so I beg you not to be too impatient. ― Margaret Mitchell
87. What’s 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 live…I’m too old to believe in such sentimentalities as clean slates and starting all over. ― Margaret Mitchel
88. Until you’ve lost your reputation, you never realize what a burden it was or what freedom really is. ― Margaret Mitchell
89. Yes, I want money more than anything else in the world.” “Then you’ve made the only choice. But there’s a penalty attached, as there is to most things you want. It’s loneliness. ― Margaret Mitchell
90. Vanity was stronger than love at sixteen and there was no room in her hot heart now for anything but hate. ― Margaret Mitchel
91. As she chattered and laughed and cast quick glances into the house and the yard, her eyes fell on a stranger, standing alone in the hall, staring at her in a cool impertinent way that brought her up sharply with a mingled feeling of feminine pleasure that she had attracted a man and an embarrassed sensation that her dress was too low in the bosom.
He looked quite old, at least thirty-five. He was a tall man and powerfully built.
Scarlett thought she had never seen such a man with such wide shoulders, so heavy with muscles, almost too heavy for gentility.
When her eye caught his, he smiled, showing animal-white teeth below a close-clipped black mustache.
He was dark of face, swarthy as a pirate, and his eyes were as bold and black as any pirate’s appraising a galleon to be scuttled or a maiden to be ravished. There was a cool recklessness in his face and a cynical humor in his mouth as he smiled at her, and Scarlett caught her breath.
She felt that she should be insulted by such a look as was annoyed with herself because she did not feel insulted.
She did not know who he could be, but there was undeniably a look of good blood in his dark face.
It showed in the thin hawk nose over the full red lips, and high forehead and the wide-set eyes. ― Margaret Mitchel
92. All wars are sacred,” he said. “To those who have to fight them. If the people who started wars didn’t make them sacred, who would be foolish enough to fight?
But, no matter what rallying cries the orators give to the idiots who fight, no matter what noble purposes they assign to wars, there is never but one reason for a war.
And that is money. All wars are in reality money squabbles.
But so few people ever realize it.
Their ears are too full of bugles and drums and the fine words from stay-at-home orators.
Sometimes the rallying cry is ’save the Tomb of Christ from the Heathen!’ Sometimes it’s ’down with Popery!’ and sometimes ‘Liberty!’ and sometimes ‘Cotton, Slavery and States’ Rights! ― Margaret Mitchel
