I may be from Miami, that modern, forward-thinking city stuck in the South, but I must be a Southerner. Every year while growing up, my mom and I watched Gone With the Wind. The 1939 Best Picture may be a classic, but I bet not many New Yorkers can say that. And the tradition continues. We watched it again last night with friends. It never gets old. Here are just a few morsels that can be applied to life today:
I can’t think about that now, I’ll think about that tomorrow. (A procastinator’s gold. Always sound advice.)
(I don’t mean to sound bitter here, but …)
That is the stuff life is made of.
You should be kissed, and often, by someone who knows how. (Damn.)
The happiest days are when babies come.
There must be a great deal of good in a man who could love a child so much.