A horse never runs so fast as when he has other horses to catch up and outpace.
I don't even like old cars. I'd rather have a goddam horse. A horse is at least human, for God's sake.
The Ethiops say that their gods are flat-nosed and black, While the Thracians say that theirs have blue eyes and red hair. Yet if cattle or horses or lions had hands and could draw, And could sculpt like men, then the horses would draw their gods Lik...
Destiny, I feel is also a relationship-a play between grace and willful self-effort. Half of it you have no control over, half of it is absolutely in your hands and your actions will show measurable consequences. Man is neither entirely a puppet of t...
To be content, horse people need only a horse, or, lacking that, someone else who loves horses with whom they can talk. It was always that way with my grandfather. He took me places just so we could horses, be near them. We went to the circus and the...
I would like people to remember of me, how inexhaustible was her mindfulness.
I grew up in the prolonged survival of the great age of the horse, with harness and saddle and sleigh bells and horse pictures, not as antiques but the facts of our lives.
Don’t focus on outward means of satisfaction if you want to be happy.
I felt my heart crack slowly like a pomegranate, spilling its seeds.
Other families bought automobiles; we had a horse-headed hitching post in front of our house and drove horses.
A fly, Sir, may sting a stately horse and make him wince; but, one is but an insect, and the other is a horse still.
The French, who love their dogs, sometimes eat their horses. The Spanish, who love their horses, sometimes eat their cows. The Indians, who love their cows, sometimes eat their dogs.
I'd like to play a horse, many people think I already have. Either end of the horse would be fine.
For want of a nail the shoe was lost; for want of a shoe the horse was lost; for want of a horse the rider was lost.
I had been riding horses before my memory kicked in, so my life with horses had no beginning. It simply appeared from the fog of infancy. I survived a difficult childhood by traveling on the backs of horses, and in adulthood the pattern didn't change...
I was drawn to horses as if they were magnets. It was in my blood. I must have inherited from my grandfather a genetic proclivity toward the equine species. Perhaps there's a quirk in the DNA that makes horse people different from everyone else, that...
Michael Murphy: Do they sell Arabic horses? Marcus Luttrell: First of all, it's not an Arabic horse, okay? It's an Arabian horse. Michael Murphy: Arabic. Marcus Luttrell: It's... You're from New York, okay? Michael Murphy: How much is an Arabic horse...
When he mounts his horse he forgets God; when he dismounts, he forgets his horse.
As I got closer to the fence, I held my shirt over my nose to block the smell. One stallion waded through the muck and whinnied angrily at me. He bared his teeth, which were pointed like a bear's. I tried to talk to him in my mind. I can do that with...
I lost hope when I saw the horses’ teeth. As I got closer to the fence, I held my shirt over my nose to block the smell. One stallion waded through the muck and whinnied angrily at me. He bared his teeth, which were pointed like a bear’s. I tried...
Yellowdog, where does sorrow go?” He held his heart. “Lives here, in each of us.
