Quotes About Equestrian

I have five horses. My first was a professional jumper named Santos. I got him when I was 18.

Yes, I've just bought a new horse, named Jedi.

Riding sidesaddle is not truly riding. It's ridiculous, is what it is.

Riding sidesaddle is not truly riding. It's ridiculous, is what it is. As if I couldn't properly sit a horse.

Yes. Reyn is our resident horse master. He has an excellent seat." I grinned. "I've noticed." Reyn's face tightened and Nell flushed, looking embarrassed. "It's an equestrian term." "Really? I thought you were talking about his ass.

No one cared about injuries. Not when you're flying down the field, you and the horse—" He was suddenly animated. "You're one being, like a centaur. The best ponies are total athletes. They find the line of the ball without you doing anything. One time I came off—my fault, not the pony's—and she went on, tearing down the field, and blocked my opponent's shot as if I were still riding her.

...and God forbid that I should go to any Heaven in which there are no horses...

From riding nearly fifty miles in one day on a horse, I learned that the fifteen feet of silk tied tightly around the midriff actually kept the organs in place and prevented nausea.

Fall 2013 was inspired by the 1970s equestrian lifestyle. I wanted to incorporate the moody and romantic - intricate baroque detailing and classic menswear elements - with something tougher and edgier in a nod to London's rock n' roll underground.

I learned why 'out riding alone' is an oxymoron: An equestrian is never alone, is always sensing the other being, the mysterious but also understandable living being that is the horse.

In our sport you're very lucky to find a horse of a lifetime and I found mine relatively early. He's done everything for me and I owe him the world.

All equestrians, if they last long enough, learn that riding in whatever form is a lifelong sport and art, an endeavor that is both familiar and new every time you take the horse out of his stall or pasture.

Turkish opium-eaters, it seems, are absurd enough to sit, like so many equestrian statues, on logs of wood as stupid as themselves.

It's tough, but I have to remember that this is my passion and what I love, and that's how I keep the nerves from kicking in.

A scan of the walls had the grin turning to a wince. Blue ribbons, medals, awards were all neatly framed and displayed.There were photographs of her in formal riding gear flying over jumps, smiling from the back of a horse or standing with her cheek pressed to her mount's neck. And in a thick frame was an Olympic medal. A silver. Well hell.We'll make that two portions of crow, he murmured.

securely around the saddle horn. "Want to show off, Sundown?" With a toss of his head, the gelding trotted out to the center of the ring. "Rattlesnake!" At Callen's call, Sundown reared, hooves striking air. "Backstabber." Dropping his forelegs, Sundown kicked his back legs high. "Do-si-do." Brightly, the horse danced laterally left, swung his

Lauren St. John

I think the riding uniform has always been so classic, with the britches and the blazers.

I grew up loving horses. I was relatively obsessed, starting with my rocking horse at age 2, all the way through my painting and drawing phase.

High heels weren't always a girl thing. In the fifteen-hundreds, the riding shoes of French noblemen were fitted with raised heels so that their feet stayed put in the stirrups. Over the next few decades, heels inched higher on dress shoes, particularly among men of privilege.

My real passions are horses and playing polo. I care a lot about that and staying fit and in shape.

They mounted, pistols in hand, saps of rawhide and riverrock looped about their wrists like the implements of some primitive equestrian game. Glanton looked back at them and then nudged forth his horse.

The black horse didn't just arrive—he's been here!

Where do thoroughbreds go after they lose one too many races, throw one too many riders, or develop a limp? Many thousands of thoroughbreds end up being slaughtered for horse meat. The unpleasant truth is horse meat is eaten in Europe and Asia.