If He's Forgotten Me, I'll Make Him

Say You’ll Marry Me When I Come Back Or, Before God, I Won’t Go. I’ll Stay Around Here And Play A Guitar Under Your Window Every Night And Sing At The Top Of My Voice And Compromise You, So You’ll Have To Marry Me To Save Your Reputation.

She Couldn't Survey The Wreck Of The World With An Air Of Casual Unconcern.

With Enough Courage, You Can Do Without A Reputation.

The Irish Are The Damnedest Race. They Put So Much Emphasis On So Many Wrong Things.

I'm Not Asking You To Forgive Me. I'll Never Understand Or Forgive Myself. And If A Bullet Gets Me, So Help Me, I'll Laugh At Myself For Being An Idiot. There's One Thing I Do Know... And That Is That I Love You, Scarlett. In Spite Of You And Me And The Whole Silly World Going To Pieces Around Us, I Love You. Because We're Alike. Bad Lots, Both Of Us. Selfish And Shrewd. But Able To Look Things In The Eyes As We Call Them By Their Right Names.