Always providing you have enough courage—or money—you can do without a reputation.
— Rhett, don't. I shall faint.
— I want you to faint. This is what you were meant for. None of the fools you've ever know have kissed you like this, have they? Your Charles, or your Frank, or your stupid Ashley.
I love you, Scarlett, because we are so much alike, renegades, both of us, dear, and selfish rascals.
Scarlett:"Besides, I’d just as soon kiss a pig.”
Rhett:“There’s no accounting for tastes.."
She was so like you, so willful, so brave and gay and full of high spirits, and I could pet her and spoil her--just as I wanted to pet you. But she wasn't like you--she loved me. It was a blessing that I could take the love you didn't want and give it to her. . . . When she went, she took everything.
Laugh, if you like, but I wanted to take care of you, to pet you, to give you everything you wanted. I wanted to marry you and protect you and give you a free rein in anything that would make you happy. You'd had such a struggle. No one knew better than I what you'd gone through and I wanted you to stop fighting and let me fight for you. I wanted you to play, like a child--for you were a child, a brave, frightened, bullheaded child. I think you are still a child. No one but a child could be so headstrong and so insensitive.
I want you more than I have ever wanted any woman—and I’ve waited longer for you than I’ve ever waited for any woman.