Quotes About Horses

Spending time with the horses was also a good place to escape to if you were having a bad day, so it was good from a mental point of view.

Come fill up my cup, come fill up my can, Come saddle your horses, and call up your men; Come open the West Port, and let me gang free, And it's room for the bonnets of Bonny Dundee!

in the group, as the knights preferred stallions—and knelt in the sun-dappled mud and grass of a narrow meadow. Raphael and Percival joined her, kneeling on the other side of the run, two steps back. Mongols at this late stage of their campaign often rode horses other than steppe ponies; war, as Feronantus had observed, was hard on horses, and armies continually replenished their stock. When Mongols rode larger and more complaisant Western horses

the group, as the knights preferred stallions—and knelt in the sun-dappled mud and grass of a narrow meadow. Raphael and Percival joined her, kneeling on the other side of the run, two steps back. Mongols at this late stage of their campaign often rode horses other than steppe ponies; war, as Feronantus had observed, was hard on horses, and armies continually replenished their stock. When Mongols rode larger and more complaisant Western horses

AMONGOL, KNOCKED INTO a cook fire during the initial surge of horsemen, had lived long enough to run—shirt and hair on fire—into the rows of tents. Rutger assumed he had died from the burns, but before he had expired, the flames had leaped from him to several tents. The fire was spreading, and a haze of ash and embers was starting to fill the air. A storm of glittering snow.

Your horse whickers because he likes your manner," Feronantus said. "He is coming to trust you. Horses are naive that way. Of all the savagery of war, I regret the disappointment and agony of the horses most of all.

Passion is passion. It's the excitement between the tedious spaces, and it doesn't matter where it's directed...It can be coins or sports or politics or horses or music or faith...the saddest people I've ever met in life are the ones who don't care deeply about anything at all.

It can be coins or sports or politics or horses or music or faith... the saddest people I've ever met in life are the ones who don't care deeply about anything at all. Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there's nothing to make it last.

When I'm not working, I don't mix with actors, really. I have about two or three friends from theater school, and we call each other and meet. But in the main, no. I'm more happy with musicians or horse riders or sailors.

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

Has the world gone insane? This kind of thing didn't happen in Wyoming. The horses or cattle never got jealous or murderous." She slid into the backseat of the car, and he followed. "Well, occasionally, one did, but it was easy enough to stop them. We ate the steer that gave us trouble and worked with the horse until it behaved." Giovanni laughed. "Well, I don't think Aaron or the hit man would like it if we ate them.

Joshua could hear stirring inside of the stable master's house and a voice calling for him to hold his horses, which is what stable masters always say when they make you wait.

Our army is retreating. The Sachakans are following. They will be here soon. We must be ready. The servants are bringing horses." He paused and frowned at one of the apprentices. "Stop wating time asking stupid questions and see if your horse is here!" he snapped. He turned and pointed. "You! Arelenin. I can see someone bringing your horse. Yes, I'd hardly miss that ugly beast if it were on the other side of the country. Go and get it.

The driver, a black silhouette upon his box, whipped up his bony horses. Icy silence in the coach. Marius, motionless, his body braced in the corner of the carriage, his head dropping down upon his breast, his arms hanging, his legs rigid, appeared to await nothing now but a coffin; Jean Valjean seemed made of shadow, and Javert of stone.

I don't mind what Congress does, as long as they don't do it in the streets and frighten the horses.

if wishes were horses, all beggars would ride

Cecy, what are you doing here?" She took a step forward, then paused on the threshold, glancing down at her bare feet. "I could ask of you the same." "I like to talk to the horses at night. They make good company. And you should not be out and about in your nightgown. There are Lightwoods wandering these halls.

If wishes were horses, we'd be up to our eyeballs in sh*t.

Traditionally, only 'entire' horses were used for funerals, never mares or geldings. Constantly in the public eye, they were always well groomed. A patch of grey would be painted out, a thinning mane or tail supplemented with hair from a deceased comrade. Mostly gentle and docile, they were sturdy animals; dragging heavy coaches for long distances, they had

Loretta Jane, we ain't fixin' to steal their horses, are we?" "You wanna walk?" "Hunter's gonna flay us alive.

The horses have all been found. No harm was done." "It took us two days to gather them! On foot! I will never hear the last of it!

The girl is half my size. I think I can handle her without calling council." "You disappoint me, Hunter. Where is the patience you show with the wild horses you train? Has it gone the way of the wind?" "A horse is worth the trouble. A yellow-hair is not.

It is time I watched my grandson learn to shoot. I and my friends are placing bets. I have two horses that say he will shoot Warrior in the thigh. Old Man thinks it will be in the rump. Want to wager?" Hunter's smile turned wry. "I don't think so. If I recall, I told Warrior that I would teach Turtle how to shoot.

I would like to make arrangements with you--to take her as my wife. Not right away, of course. When she grows old enough." The young warrior straightened his shoulders. "I will pay a fine bride price, fifty horses and ten blankets." Hunter smothered a grin. After a year of raiding, Swift Antelope had only ten horses. How much horse stealing did he plan to do?