Quotes About Horses

You'll probably get three horses and you have to draw a good buckin' horse. That's mighty tough.

You see how many whips and things there are here. Our horses are very, very naughty.

Here's the thing about horses--evidently if they hang out together a lot, they buy into this whole "best friends forever" thing, and when one of them suddenly bolts, the other feels obligated to join in the fun and frolics.

Men of intellect did not, as a rule, bring home stray women who insisted on flinging themselves on horses.

Why did you blow in his nose like that?" he asked. "Horses in the herd do that to each other to show affection.

Dakota shrugged. "I don't know what the hell is going on, but something is. You look ahead of us at all those people on horses in this setting, and you think, what a perfect thing. But what you don't know is what's going on in everyone's head, and what they might be thinking about everyone else. "That," she said, "is the reason I prefer horses.

NOWHERE TO RUN. 1 Three hours after he'd broken camp, repacked, and pushed his horses higher into the mountain range, Wyoming game warden Joe Pickett paused on the lip of a wide hollow basin and dug in his saddlebag for his notebook.

Christopher Little states, "If there's anything that all horses [enterprise IT organizations] hate, it's hearing stories about unicorns [DevOps shops]. Which is strange, because horses and unicorns are probably the same species. Unicorns are just horses with horns.

our competition is not the FAANGs—it's the other horses in our industry and tiny little software startups that are encroaching on our market.

Jesu, Helen, turn the horses!

No ambition but to use up the big wages on more drink and more hopeless horses.

Ever since Alexander went to India, Greek kings used elephants in war, mainly for prestige. They were rarely any use. Unlike horses, they were far too intelligent to risk injury merely at a man's urging. It was easy to panic elephants to hastily retreat, trampling their own army.

When they came to shoe the horses, the beetle stretched out his leg.

I grew up riding. From the time I was nineteen years old to the time I was twenty five I exercised race horses.

It always amazes me when people go rent horses and ride them. You mean you want me to pay you to ride a horse?

Tonight we water our horses in the Tennessee River.

He doth nothing but talk of his horses.

Want a sugar cube? [...] They're supposed to be for the horses, but who cares? They've got years to eat sugar, whereas you and I . . . well, if we see something sweet we better grab it quick. [...] You're absolutely terrifying me in that get-up. What happened to the pretty little-girl dresses?

Want a sugar cube?" he asks in his old seductive voice. That's how we met, with Finnick offering me sugar. Surrounded by horses and chariots, costumed and painted for the crowds, before we were allies. Before I had any idea what made him tick. The memory actually coaxes a smile out of me. "Here, it improves the taste," he says in his real voice, plunking three cubes into my cup.

Finnick sloshes some cream in my cup and reaches into the sugar bowl. "Want a sugar cube?" he asks in his old seductive voice. That's how we met, with Finnick offering me sugar. Surrounded by horses and chariots, costumed and painted for the crowds, before we were allies.

Se supone que son para los caballos, pero ¿a quién le importa? Tienen muchos años para comer azúcar, mientras que tú y yo... Bueno, si vemos algo dulce, lo mejor es aprovecharlo.

I grew up in the countryside riding horses, and I also ride every holiday in Spain, which is where I was born. It's a big part of my life.

That's why people call him Humphrey," Connor adds. " 'Cause 'all the king's horses and all the king's men… couldn't put Humphrey together again.'

I guess she felt as I: that the weakness was not Government but Man, one at a time, that men were never as strong as their ideas and that ideas were governments turned into men; and so it began on a couch with a spilled martini and it ended in the bedroom: desire, revolution, nonsense ended, and the shades rattled in the wind, rattled like sabres, cracked like cannon, and 30 dogs, 20 men on 20 horses chased one fox across the fields under the sun