Quotes About Bareback

BREXIT?So mental a political tap dance, that it makes riding a porcupine bareback over a cliff seem the only sane thing to do.

My nostrils flared at the sharp tang of adrenaline-charged sweat, my own breathing deepened, and they were like a vast horse I rode bareback, skin to skin, gripping that muscle and bone between my thighs, moving with its rhythm, urging it on-more, faster, harder-as it stretched out and its hooves cut into the turf and it thundered over the plain, running without effort, without fatigue, without end.

I suppose I've always had a yearning, in spite of the fact that I am temperamentally unsuited to the role in every possible way, to be a hero out of myth, golden and reckless, galloping bareback to meet my fate on a wild horse no other man could ride.

The judge sat that animal bareback like an indian and rode with his grip and his rifle perched on the withers and he looked about him with the greatest satisfaction in the world, as if everything had turned out just as he planned and the day could not have been finer.

the hours of sleep I had lost and the nightmares that I was riding bareback by then.