Cathleen: That's Rhett Butler. He's from Charleston. He has the most terrible reputation. Scarlett O'Hara: He looks as if, as... if he knows what I look like without my shimmy.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Of course, the comic figure in all this is the long-suffering Mr. Wilkes. Mr. Wilkes--who can't be mentally faithful to his wife a...nd won't be unfaithful to her technically.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Scarlett O'Hara: What shall we do? Ashley, what's to become of us? Ashley Wilkes: What do you think becomes of people when th...eir civilization breaks up? Those who have brains and courage come through all right. Those who aren't are winnowed out.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Fiddle-dee-dee! War, war, war. This war talk's spoiling all the fun at every party this spring. I get so bored I could scream. Bes...ides, there isn't going to be any war.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
As God is my witness, they're not going to lick me. I'm going to live through this and when it's all over, I'll never be hungry ag...ain. No, nor any of my folks. If I have to lie, steal, cheat or kill, as God is my witness, I'll never be hungry again!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Scarlett O'Hara: Oh, oh, Rhett. For the first time I'm finding out what it is to be sorry for something I've done. Rhett Butl...er: Dry your eyes. If you had it all to do over again, you'd do no differently. You're like the thief who isn't the least bit sorry he stole, but he's terribly, terribly sorry he's going to jail.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »