A few years ago I was having a furious argument with a friend of mine over which is a better last scene - Gone with the wind or Casablanca. Neither of us would budge from our stance of course - I said Gone with the wind and he said Casablanca.
When I first read Gone with the Wind - I cried for 2 whole days during reading the last part. I felt empty - it was almost as if love was futile. I always though that there was this great big love waiting to come into my life & reading the book made me feel frustrated at Scarlett O Hara's foolish insistence on falling in love with Ashley who was completely spineless & wrong for her. Scarlett O Hara was and is my idol when it comes to fictional characters - I think she had guts to say the least. And when I saw she has blinkers on when it came to Ashley vs. the very handsome, charming & most of all gusty Rhett Butler.. I was going crazy! I mean why couldn't she see that the right man was waiting for her? When she finally came to her senses it was too late! (Of course there is a sequel but not by Margaret Mitchell so it doest count)
I suppose that's life for most of us... I just hope we can see sense before its too late! Anyway you can also be the judge of which is a better last scene.
I hope for me & most people out there - there is more hope than either sacrificing or discovering too late - your one great love. It need not even be a person. Maybe its a pet. Or a child. Perhaps its a calling in life. Or a quest. Or a career. Or something you've always wanted to do but never did. Either way Take the blinkers off. Time is running out. And pretty soon, the Rhett Butler in all our lives will not give a damn.
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