"If the novel has a theme it is that of survival. What makes some people able to come through catastrophes and others, apparently just as able, strong and brave, go under? It happens in every upheaval. Some people survive; others don’t. What qualities are in those who fight their way through triumphantly that are lacking in those who go under…? I only know that the survivors used to call that quality ‘gumption.’So I wrote about the people who had gumption and the people who didn’t.” — Margaret Mitchell, 1936
This is my adopted daughter, Margot Tenenbaum / I’m not in love with you any more / Of course it’s dark, it’s a suicide note / You used to be a genius / They just fell out of your pocket / Who? / She smokes / Why are you wearing pajamas? Do you live here? / I think we’re just gonna to have to be secretly in love with each other and leave it at that, Richie / The last six days have been the best six days of probably my whole life / Four minutes, forty-eight seconds. We’re all dead. Burned to a crisp.