Nicky Santoro: You took your boots off? You put your feet on the table? You shit-kicking, stinky, horse-manure-smellin' motherfucker you. You fuck me up over there, I'll stick you in a hole in the fuckin' desert.
Baron Nishi: This is a picture of me and my horse champion. Sam: [Sam smiles and chuckles] No kidding. Oklahoma, it's where I'm from. Baron Nishi: Takeichi. Sam: Sam. [Both men shake hands]
Horseman: [saluting] View halloo! Horse: [also saluting] Oh, yes, definitely. A view halloo. Fox: View halloo? [the horseman blows his bugle and the others pursue the fox] Fox: Faith and begora, 'tis them Redcoats again!
Bastian's Father: I got a call from your math teacher, yesterday. She says that you were drawing horses in your math book. Bastian: Unicorns. They were unicorns. Bastian's Father: What? Bastian: Nothing.
Joe Oramas: Trains are really cool. Olivia Harris: They are. Finbar McBride: [smoking marijuana] So are horses. Joe Oramas: What? Finbar McBride: I was just thinking that. Joe Oramas: Give me the joint, man.
Walt Disney: There's no greater joy than that seen through the eyes of a child, and there's a little bit of a child in all of us. P.L. Travers: Maybe in you, Mr. Disney, but certainly not in me. Walt Disney: Get on the horse, Pamela.
I once drove a pair of horses from New York to Vicksburg, and to this day I can almost map out that country as I saw it then, with its hills and valleys, villages and rivers. Yes, I naturally attribute something of my success in railroad building to ...
Well, I think it's kind of interesting how the Osmond name has been really seen on both sides of the pendulum. There's obviously the bubblegum side, but for people who really know about music, it's clear on the other side. As a matter of fact, I find...
[after hearing they get three times diver's pay to check out the nuclear sub] Catfish De Vries: Hell, for triple time, I'd eat Beany! Jammer Willis: Set me on fire and put me out with horse piss.
Sheik Ilderim: Bonehead! Give me those reins! You think you can treat my horses like animals? To drive cows and goats is all you're fit for! Get off, idiot! [he kicks the driver off the chariot]
I used to do a lot of fencing in the theater and a lot of horse riding in the early days, so I'm used to it in a way. If you're classically trained like I am, it's a little bit like mother's milk to me. I enjoy it.
I have a Chamberlain I bought from some surfers in Westwood many years ago. It's an early analog synthesizer; it operates on tape loops. It has 60 voices - everything from galloping horses to owls to rain to every instrument in the orchestra.
Melody is the essence of music. I compare a good melodist to a fine racer, and counterpointists to hack post-horses; therefore be advised, let well alone and remember the old Italian proverb: Chi sa più, meno sa—Who knows most, knows least.
Funerals are for the living, Jace, not for the dead.
My bullshit metre is reading that as false'.
The dead only knows their world.
The foolish and the dead alone never change their opinions.
That kind of imagination is why we're not dead.
Being dead does have its advantages.”-Alastor
Death is the ultimate negative.
All persons, living and dead, are purely coincidental.
