Quotes About Horse

And he that said that a horse was not dressed, whose curb was not loose, said right; and it is equally true that the curb can never play, when in its right place, except the horse be upon his haunches.

I am not involved in any 'issues' because it's too sensitive for me - or my wife - to get involved. Every time we express an opinion it becomes a whole thing in itself. And the whole purpose of living in the countryside was to get away from hundreds of people. My wife fell off a horse, and suddenly there are hundreds of people around.

I knew who Jackie Kennedy was in terms of being the wife of JFK and being a clothes horse, and I knew that she later married Onassis, but I had a very, very vague idea of who he was.

I describe my personal style as 'mythic space horse with chocolate box tendencies.'

When a horse is feeling good, you can sense that, a lot like the tension a fisherman feels on his line when he hooks something.

Come on, can you imagine the Lone Ranger buying Silver at an auction? No, the Lone Ranger found Silver on the prairie. They found each other, and they hit it off. Same for Red Ryder. Only that ass Hopalong Cassidy would buy a new horse every year.

Malta," he said, and smiled. "Possibly the most annoying young female I've ever encountered. Yet lovely. I named a horse after her. Do you remember?

My fate was a runaway horse, dragging destruction like a broken cart through so many lives.

The care he always took with his own appearance and behavior. "Just because you cannot see a woman does not mean she does not see you." Oh, Burrich. The extra time he still took, grooming a horse that she seldom rode anymore.

when it came to training animals. Part horse

When the horse was little, Massie had covered the walls with posters of young fillies that she thought Brownie would find sexy.

From a swift canter the powerful legs of Melynlas stretched to a gallop. The stallion's muscles heaved beneath him and Taran, sword raised, plunged into the sea of men. His head spun and he gasped as if drowning. He realized he was terrified.

Yes. Now, you had that doctorate in Barrayaran history. Do any really interesting District succession squabbles spring to your memory?" "Lord Midnight the horse," Galeni replied at once. "Who always voted 'neigh.' 

That's nickering, not snickering. Miles grinned. He tapped Fat Ninny behind his left foreleg, and the horse obediently grunted down onto one knee. Miles clambered up readily to his conveniently lowered stirrup. Does mine do that? asked Dr. Dea, watching with fascination. Sorry, no. Dea glowered at his horse. This animal is an idiot. I shall lead it for a while. As

One of Piotr's most enormous horses, quite naked of bridle, saddle, halter, or any other handle to grab, was trotting out of the barn. Clinging to its mane like a burr was a dark-haired, dwarfish little boy. Miles's sharp features shone with a mixture of exaltation and terror. Cordelia nearly fainted. "My imported stallion!" yelped Piotr in horror.

All music is folk music. I ain't never heard a horse sing a song.

Man, all music is folk music. You ain't never heard no horse sing a song, have you?

Roza didn't want to go, and she made the woman promise to let her ride the horse again. It was apparently called "Russia" because it was very big, a complete liability, and always going where it wasn't wanted.

We mountain boys were all walkers. Mostly it was the fastest way to get ary place back in the hills, for often a boy could cross a mountain afoot where no horse could go . . .

He spoke softly to the horse, and its ears twitched. It was funny about a horse—how much they would give for gentleness. There was no animal that responded so readily to good treatment, and no other animal would run itself to death for a man—except, occasionally, a dog.

He had no love for sleeping inside and wanted his horse near him. There was something about lying under the stars that was conducive to thought, and he had some thinking to do.

His horse was big and strong and fast.

about Strahan? Never seen him before ... or since. Put him on a horse and tie him, McQueen said. Well give him to Foster.

I'm a gooey, gushy gumdrop bullshitty drop bombs on Russia! ride a horse ...