Quotes About Horse

The seals that hold back night shall weaken, and in the heart of winter shall winter's heart be born amid the wailing of lamentations and the gnashing of teeth, for winter's heart shall ride a black horse, and the name of it is Death. -from The Karaethon Cycle: The Prophecies of the Dragon

He handed Mandarb off to a groom, holding up a finger to the horse and meeting his dark, liquid eyes. "No more biting grooms," he growled at the stallion.

quietly as they waited. Mandarb danced in circles

Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?...He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage...

woman's love is like the morning dew, it's just as apt to settle on a horse turd as it is on a rose.

Pea Eye loped up and unfolded himself in the direction of the ground. Your getting off a horse reminds me of an old crane landing in a mud puddle, Augustus said.

He had ridden his horse into the saloon on a dare from a whore – his practice was always to accept dares; it spiced life up a little.

He turned the cylinder of the Colt and listened to the small, clear clicks it made. The grip was wood, the barrel cool and blue; the holster had kept a faint smell of saddle soap. He slipped the gun back in its holster, put the gun belt around his waist and felt the gun's solid weight against his hip. When he walked out into the lots to catch his horse, he felt grown and complete for the first time in his life.

Perhaps, he thought, as he turned back, that was what Augustus wanted: just to be free for a few days, just to saddle his horse and ride.

a historian named Herodotus, tells of a thief who was to be executed. As he was taken away he made a bargain with the king: in one year he would teach the king's favorite horse to sing hymns.

San Francisco, September 13, 1915 Don't buy the horse unless you are sure it is gentle. I do not want you hurt while I am gone or any other time for that matter.

We're an Italian family, and food is as important to the holiday as a virgin giving birth to an illegitimate baby in a horse stall.

He was a talkative man and jabbered away the whole time as his horse meandered about the road. It saved us from having to construct a story for him, though by the time he left us in Banbury, I was most weary of smiling stupidly out from under my hat brim and trying not to squint. As his wagon pulled away, I turned to Holmes. "Next time we do this, I will play the deaf old woman and you can laugh at rude jests for an hour.

Science is not a sacred cow. Science is a horse. Don't worship it. Feed it. [Addressing a group of prospective contributors to an Israeli scientific research program]

Some high society lady said is your horse outside? No ma'am, he's between my legs, but your too fat to ride.

A horse doesn't know whether the rider on his back wears a dress or pants away from the track.

In my path, through my constant search, my horse has taught me the limitless progression of life. Every time in my learning that I felt a breakthrough, I opened the doors and I found my horse saying, "It's about time. I've been waiting for you." A few weeks later another breakthrough. I opened the doors and there was my horse again. So far I have never found any limits but my own.

The horse can just be a great vehicle for some people to overcome things in their life that they might not be able to overcome otherwise.

A horse broke through beside her, nearly knocking the mare over. At first Marian thought the horse unmounted, possibly Gisbourne's, running from the boar, because she saw no rider—and then she did see him and realized he was clad in the colors of the forest, nearly invisible, almost indistinguishable against the emerald, olive, and jade. It was the shock of white-blond hair that betrayed his identity, and the grimness of his features.

Life will be less attractive than when Aden was here, but still I must step onward. With the program over, she got the horse ready with Monroe's help. No one gave her strange looks when she drove away. Already other buggies were hitched up to leave. Her heart hurt as she drove down the gravel road and past the creek and Aden's old

Considering how long it's been since I said it, I would've assumed I'd be more rusty. Well, that and the fact that the last time I was talking to a horse.

With the onset of winter Burnham ordered all hydrants packed in horse manure to prevent freezing. On the coldest days the manure steamed, as if the hydrants themselves were on fire.

Everybody was drunk. The whole battery was drunk going along the road in the dark. We were going to the Champagne. The lieutenant kept riding his horse out into the fields and saying to him, "I'm drunk, I tell you, mon vieux. Oh, I am so soused.

On a cold bubbling spring, covered dishes and crocks and pitchers of milk and butter and so on flouated in a circle in the mild whirlpool, like horse on a merry-go-round, in the water that smelled of the mint that grew close by.