Top 10 Quotes & Sayings by Alexandra Ripley

Explore popular quotes and sayings by an American writer Alexandra Ripley.
Last updated on December 18, 2024.
Alexandra Ripley

Alexandra Ripley was an American writer best known as the author of Scarlett (1991), written as a sequel to Gone with the Wind. Her first novel was Who's the Lady in the President's Bed? (1972). Charleston (1981), her first historical novel, was a bestseller, as were her next books On Leaving Charleston (1984), The Time Returns (1985), and New Orleans Legacy (1987).

I really don't know why Scarlett has such appeal. When I began writing the sequel, I had a lot of trouble because Scarlett is not my kind of person. She's virtually illiterate, has no taste, never learns from her mistakes.
Books have become products, like cereal or perfume or deodorant.
If only' repeated again and again in her head like a battering ram...'if only' could break your heart. — © Alexandra Ripley
If only' repeated again and again in her head like a battering ram...'if only' could break your heart.
You belong with me, Scarlett, haven't you figured that out? And the world is where we belong, all of it. We're not home-and-hearth people. We're the adventurers, the buccaneers, the blockade runners. Without challenge, we're only half alive. We can go anywhere, and as long as we're together, it will belong to us. But, my pet, we'll never belong to it. That's for other people, not for us.
To anyone with a drop of Irish blood in them the land they live on is like their mother. It's the only thing that lasts, that's worth working for, for fighting for
Should-haves solve nothing. It's the next thing to happen that needs thinking about.
It's the centuries, Scarlett darling. All the life lived there, all the joy and all the sorrow, all the feasts and battles, they're in the air around and the land beneath you. It's time, years beyond our counting weighing without weight on the earth. You cannot see it or smell it or hear it or touch it, but you feel it brushing your skin and speaking without sound. Time. And mystery.
One of the injustices of the world was that it was so easy to make the innocent and caring ones happy with so little.
And if things always stayed the same, Scarlett, what would be the reason for bothering to draw breath?
But you know who you are when you're on your own out there in all that emptiness. There's no past, no holding on to the scraps that are all you've got left. Everything is that minute, or maybe tomorrow, not yesterday.
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