[after Mulan cuts Khan loose from a flaming cart with Mushu in it] Mushu: Oh, sure. Save the *horse*.
Frau Blücher: Good night, Herr Doktor. Dr. Frederick Frankenstein: Good night, Frau Blücher. [horses whinny]
It's kind of ironic that the two sports with the greatest characters, boxing and horse racing, have both been on the decline. In both cases it's for the lack of a suitable hero.
So, I see technology as a Trojan Horse: It looks like a wonderful thing, but they are going to regret introducing it into the schools because it simply can't be controlled.
I love animals, but I don't really like riding animals. Like, I don't love being on a horse - it's just not my thing.
I'm going to start a polo team with my friend, and we're trying to collect as many horses as we can. You have to find time for things you love.
When I saw the movie, I said, I wish I had heard the music. I would have ridden the horse differently.
After an unremitting and severe labour of two days, we returned to our old encampment with the loss of some of my horses, and my men excessively fatigued.
My friends and I would get up early and take our horses through the national forest. My mom was very free. It was always 'Out of the house!' There was no watching television on weekends.
Jack Twist: Do I look like I can afford a fuckin' ropin' horse?
I grew up in a place where a lot of my friends had horses, so I grew up riding. But I'm not an expert.
Choosing friends based on how much money they have is like betting on a horse because you like its saddle.
The horses are all characters, all personalities. Some you get along with, some you don't, some might take a bit longer.
They were conspiring to desert us in the night and steal some of our horses... we engaged a spy.
I do not want horses or diamonds - I am happy in possessing you.
You can't really plan for how that training session or competition is going to go. You have to see what your horse is giving you to work with, and then you tailor all your training around that.
I knew the story of 'War Horse' very well. I had read the book even before I did the auditions. I'm a big fan of Michael Morpurgo.
I couldn't get to sleep. The book lay nearby. A thin object on the divan. So strange. Between two cardboard covers were noises, doors, howls, horses, people. All side by side, pressed tightly against one another. Boiled down to little black marks. Ha...
You take a straight tip from the stable, Cokey, if you must hate, hate the government or the people or the sea or men, but don't hate an individual person. Who's done you a real injury. Next thing you know he'll be getting into your beer like prussic...
Girl going past clinging to a young man's arm. Putting up her face like a duck to the moon. Drinking joy. Green in her eyes. Spinal curvature. No chin, mouth like a frog. Young man like a pug. Gazing down at his sweetie with the face of a saint readi...
A genuine work of art must mean many things; the truer its art, the more things it will mean. If my drawing, on the other hand, is so far from being a work of art that it needs THIS IS A HORSE written under it, what can it matter that neither you nor...
