Men Are So Conceited They’ll Believe Anything

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!

Southerners Can Never Resist A Losing Cause.

Somehow The Bright Beauty Had Gone From April Afternoon And From Her Heart As Well And The Sad Sweetness Of Remembering Was As Bitter As Gall.

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: 'theres 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.

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.