PINK in Classic Quotes

1  The ladies were pink with blushes.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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2  Your pink gown is lovely and suitable to your complexion, Scarlett's is to hers.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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3  Carreen's round little face became pink, as pleasure struggled with incredulity.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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4  Mother, Scarlett's new dress is prettier than mine and I look like a fright in pink.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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5  The sun was now below the horizon and the red glow at the rim of the world faded into pink.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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6  He threw back his head and laughed freely--yelped, was what Scarlett thought fiercely, her face becoming pink again.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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7  The freshly green foliage looked sickly, the dogwood pallid, and the flowering crab, so beautifully pink a moment ago, faded and dreary.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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8  The rose organdie with long pink sash was becoming, but she had worn it last summer when Melanie visited Twelve Oaks and she'd be sure to remember it.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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9  Yesterday she had worked until she was worn out in the dusty old barn of an Armory draping yellow and pink and green cheesecloth on the booths that lined the walls.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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10  Spring had come early that year, with warm quick rains and sudden frothing of pink peach blossoms and dogwood dappling with white stars the dark river swamp and far-off hills.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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11  Uncle Henry was a short, pot-bellied, irascible old gentleman with a pink face, a shock of long silver hair and an utter lack of patience with feminine timidities and vaporings.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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12  The same look was on the faces of all the women as the song ended, tears of pride on cheeks, pink or wrinkled, smiles on lips, a deep hot glow in eyes, as they turned to their men, sweetheart to lover, mother to son, wife to husband.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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13  The wistaria tumbling over the verandas showed bright against the whitewashed brick, and it joined with the pink crepe myrtle bushes by the door and the white-blossomed magnolias in the yard to disguise some of the awkward lines of the house.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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14  The flowering crab trees were bursting their buds and rioting from delicate white to deepest pink and, beneath the trees where the sunshine dappled the pine straw, the wild honeysuckle made a varicolored carpet of scarlet and orange and rose.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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15  She looked hungrily at the frocks floating by, butter-yellow watered silks with garlands of rosebuds; pink satins with eighteen flounces edged with tiny black velvet ribbons; baby blue taffeta, ten yards in the skirt and foamy with cascading lace; exposed bosoms; seductive flowers.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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16  Tea roses tucked behind pink ears, cape jessamine and bud roses in round little garlands over cascades of side curls, blossoms thrust demurely into satin sashes, flowers that before the night was over would find their way into the breast pockets of gray uniforms as treasured souvenirs.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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17  When she departed from her father's house forever, she had left a home whose lines were as beautiful and flowing as a woman's body, as a ship in full sail; a pale pink stucco house built in the French colonial style, set high from the ground in a dainty manner, approached by swirling stairs, banistered with wrought iron as delicate as lace; a dim, rich house, gracious but aloof.

Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche
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