Hey. Excuse me, ma'am. Have you seen a man who looks like [description]? Yes? That way? Okay, thanks. Oh no, it's nothing important, I just want to hit him a few times.
What would you say if that particular man you were looking for suddenly vanished just when you'd found him again?
You, who have all the passion for life that I have not? You, who can love and hate with a violence impossible to me? Why you are as elemental as fire and wind and wild things... — Gone With the Wind