He went out and shot that poor pony, and, for a minute, I thought he was gonna shoot himself.

More from Gone with the Wind

• Gerald O’Hara: It will come to you, this love of the land. There’s no gettin’ away from it if you’re Irish.
• A cat's a better mother than you.
• How fickle is woman.
• I can’t go all my life waiting to catch you between husbands.
• I'm very drunk and I intend on getting still drunker before this evening's over.
• No, I don’t think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That’s what’s wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.