Tara!

The red earth of Tara.

Home!

First, you give it a coat of glue...

Just where are you figuring on going?

They camped all around the place.

What would I do with a farm?

I hate Tara!

Yes, and what good is Tara?

The people against Ghadafi in Libya, tara dam, tara doom, went and captured Tripoli

Melly, we're home! We're at Tara!

You've come to me for help, and I've no help to give you.

Will you take me to Tara?

And when I'm gone, I'll leave Tara to you.

Home, to Tara. They've been fighting all day around Tara.

Mrs. Wilkes, we're taking you to Tara.

There wouldn't be much help in that for Tara.

You came after me, so I kept you around?

I want to go home to Tara!

It's the same as hating Pa and Ma.

You'll be sorry for that.

So things have been going well at Tara, have they?

I won't let Tara go. I can't let it go while there's a breath left in my body. Oh, Rhett.

You get to Tara just as quick as you can and stay there.

It's this from which you get your strength.

Tara. From which you get your strength. The red earth of Tara.

Sometimes substances that are not even narcotic drugs are used, such as glue and other volatile substances.

Logs of ebony and trees of myrrh, all for your new treasure city.

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You'd be at Tara now with your mother, wouldn't you... if it weren't for me?

Why did you stop? This is the turn to Tara.

What shall we do?

Thank you, I've been doing very well. Everybody's doing well at Tara, only...

I want 300 to pay the taxes on Tara.

You get your strength from this red earth of Tara, Scarlett.

Don't tell me it's the harp that once through Tara's Hall the soul of music shed.

Authentic narrative is the glue that connects people, providing a compelling reason to keep reading.

And when the glue comes off, there will be this moment where their usual abilities seem unusual to the child.

I don't want Tara.

She did it to save Tara, you must understand that.

And I hate Scarlett! She's the only thing I hate worse than Tara.

I love New Orleans, but I want to go home and visit Tara.

Something you love better than me, though you may not know it.

I says it's quitting time. I's the foreman.

Prissy, come here! Pack my things and Miss Melanie's, too.