Margaret Mitchell

I'm tempting you with fine gifts until your girlish ideals are quite worn away and you are at my mercy.

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.

I do not write with ease, nor am I ever pleased with anything I write. And so I rewrite.

I'd cut up my heart for you to wear if you wanted it.

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

Sir,"she said,"you are no gentleman!" An apt observation,"he answered airily."And, you, Miss, are no lady.

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.

Burdens are for shoulders strong enough to carry them.

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.