100 Quotes About Horse

Jeez, Hazel, " Percy said, "tell your horse to watch his language." Hazel tried not to laugh. "What did he say?"" With the cussing removed? He said he can get us to the top." Frank looked incredulous. "I thought the horse couldn't fly! " This time Arion whinnied so angrily, even Hazel could guess he was cursing." Dude, " Percy told the horse, "I've gotten suspended for saying less than that... Rick Riordan

As I got closer to the fence, I held my shirt over my nose to block the smell. One stallion waded through the muck and whinnied angrily at me. He bared his teeth, which were pointed like a bear's. I tried to talk to him in my mind. I can do that with most horses. I'm going to clean your stables. Won't that be great? Come inside! Eat you! Tasty half-blood! Usually this gets me VIP treatment in the equestrian world, not this time. Poseidon can come in, too! We will eat you both! Seafood! The other horses chimed in as they waded through the field. Rick Riordan

Crazy Horse dreamed and went into the world where there is nothing but the spirits of all things. That is the real world that is behind this one, and everything we see here is something like a shadow from that one. Black Elk

Passion is a Horse Given to Us to Discipline. Vineet Raj Kapoor

A woman is at heart — a wild creature. But the creature itself … that depends on you. (His wild rabbit — your wild horse) Ranata Suzuki

Why do you like show jumping?"".. Beauty and excitement. The elements of trust, talent, training, love, and danger make show jumping a thrilling and aesthetic experience. It's really the ultimate test of two nervous systems--the kinetic transfer of the rider's muscle to the horse's muscle enables them to clear those jumps. And there's nothing like it--horse and rider forming an arc of beauty, efficiency, and power, like a double helix."" D N A, "" Yes, DNA, the code to life. Ainslie Sheridan

If this is how you treat your friends, no wonder you have so many enemies. Unknown

There is no more sagacious animal than the Icelandic horse. He is stopped by neither snow, nor storm, nor impassable roads, nor rocks, glaciers, or anything. He is courageous, sober, and surefooted. He never makes a false step, never shies. If there is a river or fjord to cross (and we shall meet with many) you will see him plunge in at once, just as if he were amphibious, and gain the opposite bank. Jules Verne

The horse is by Nature a very lazy animal whose idea of heaven is an enormous field of lush grass in which he can graze undisturbed until his belly is full, and after a pleasant doze can start filling himself up all over again. Elwyn Hartley Edwards

Just before the men closed the tail gate on the float, she strained her head to see me and nodded her head so hard her blonde mane flew around her face–she looked like she was standing in a cloud of icing sugar. She uttered such a quiet neigh, it seemed only I heard it. She stared at me, and closed her eyes. Then she was gone. Kelly Batten

He left his footprints burnt into my heart. Berneen Vidra

Regweld is really a fine wizard, " he continued, patting the shoulder again. "And his ideas for crossbreeding a horse and a frog are not without merit; never mind the explosion! Alchemy shops can be replaced! R.A. Salvatore

Alright. You hate me, I'm not too fond of you. It's mutual..." he muttered, walking hesitantly toward the stallion, hand outstretched, "I know you want to bite my hand off, but I swear I have no carrots, so you have no excuse. You want to throw me when I get on you...but if you even try, I will stab you. Shanda Sharlow

All the carriages filed out in single file but in a fashion that seemed to mean that they were competing against each other. The only sound that could be heard for a while was the pounding of the horses’ hooves and the squeal and groan of the wheels against the road. Their hooves kicked up dirt, creating a storm of dust. Once the miniature storm and the sound of galloping horses subsided, I could only see one last person. He glared up at me and mouthed, “Next time.” Christopher dug his boots into Dawn’s muscled flank. She reared up and broke into a gallop through the sparse forest, heading for escape. The last trace of them was the particles of floating dust, bright like floating fire. Erica Sehyun Song

:No, : Wareska said at once, :we should go back.: She heard the horse laugh softly into her mind. :Wareska, : he said in amusement, :it is not like you to ever look back.:: I look back when sense dictates.:: It is hard for horses to look back. We don’t really have shoulders. I guess we look back over our butt?: Ash Gray

:The way to the Seaglass Stair will be long and arduous. There will be those who wish to stop you. They will kill you to keep you from succeeding.: : Why? That’s insane.: : As if insanity were some fabrication, some dark tale Hemfra told you one night when you were a child and refused to sleep. There will always be resistance to anything and everything, defying all logic, all natural sense of self-preservation. There will be those who wish for you to simply let the world fade away. It is the way of humans to be illogical for the sake of personal conviction and made up nonsense.: . Ash Gray

:Do you trust me?: Wareska quietly linked.: To stay alive? No. You and the monster will get lost in riddles and philosophizing. Then you will make some grand, heroic gesture, poorly thought-out and overestimating your own strength, and when the creature has roasted you alive, I will be the one sweeping up the ashes — figuratively speaking, of course. Lest we forget, I do not have hands.: Ash Gray

Leliana advanced like a predator, hair lashing like a whip behind her. She abandoned the reins, riding the horse like they had merged into one charging centaur. She aroused images of deities on winged horses, of untamed forests in a windstorm, of legendary heroes of legendary quests. Burning desire shot straight to his loins at the sight of her. He ached for this woman, this goddess that streaked across his vision like a figment of his imagination, of his deepest desires and most guarded wishes. He could lose himself, mind, body, and soul, to a woman like that. Any sane man would. . Natalia Marx

Cowgirl Courage isn't the lack of fear, but the courage to take action in the face of fear. J.H. Lee

- Daddy won’t buy me a new pony, so I’m gonna burn my old one so he will have to buy me a new one. - Will a horse do? I'm a horse. I'm a horse. Yes, of course. Yes, of course. (That's a little children's poem.).- Jarod Kintz and Stefan D Stefan D

When you turn around, you'll see something I bet you've never seen before. If it takes your breath away, then you'll fit in nicely. If you don't feel anything, then maybe you don't belong here. Veronica Randolph Batterson

Stallions, " Frank said, "they're fightin' over a girl. - DANIEL'S ESPERANZA Veronica Randolph Batterson

She can feel his blood, just beneath his skin; when he breathes, the air fills with smoke. He's like a dragon, ancient and fearless. Alice Hoffman

I'm fine, " [her dad] said gently. "Back on the horse, Cath.''What's the horse?' she sighed, watching him pull on a South High hoodie. 'Jogging? Working too much?'' Living, ' he said, a little too loud. 'Life's the horse. Rainbow Rowell

You can't become a decent horseman until you fall off and get up again, a good number of times. There's life in a nutshell. Bear Grylls

To horses, everyday is a new day to survive. It's a natural instinct. They don't think of the past or the future, only the present. So in terms of trying to teach your horse or build a special bond, patience is the key to every stall's door. Unknown

As a leader, you have to disbelieve what you can’t do. It’s by so doing that you can believe in what you can do. It’s only by disbelieving that it can fly that the horse keeps galloping! Israelmore Ayivor

Yet when books have been read and reread, it boils down to the horse, his human companion, and what goes on between them. Walter Farley

A book about books is like a poem about poetry: Books are knowledge, paid for, all. Readers - horses in a stall. Stallions should always run. Lest they stale become, in turn. Running waters are most clear. In some books, you disappear —lose yourself, and track of time. How I wish that one was mine.. Mine, to have, to write, to read.. Mine, just like a flying steed. Mine, forever, - to improve. Would I then, of me, approve? I would not, I can't.. myself. I'm but dust, swept off a shelf. Fly, can I, just 'til I'm settled, down, beside my flower, petalled. Will Advise

She simply stared at me with such a loving expression on her face, I felt like I was her foal. Indah reached her head as far as she could around me, to press me to her. I melted. How could I live without this horse? I wrapped my arms around her neck and let my tears flow. Kelly Batten

I fake fake to have a fake life. Does that make me a real horse? Buy now for $777, wooden saddle sold separately. Real horseshoes not included. Imaginary ones — neither. Will Advise

They are like men: if bold, the better of scolding; if timid, the better of praise and flattery. Unknown

The cracks grew over him like vines, faster and faster. At first he bucked, whinnying metallic screeches. Then he gradually stilled, looking up at me with frightened glass eyes. He was growing. New, molten glass leeched out between his fissures, cooled and hardened only to crack again and make room for more liquid glass. The gears inside him moaned and creaked, and metal filings gathered at the base of his transparent stomach, only to fly up again and form more joints and chains and gears. Black smoke poured from his nostrils. Soon he was the size of a large dog, then a man, and still he grew and grew until he towered over my bed, as big as any plow horse I’d ever seen. Glass dripped down his flanks like sweat, a few rivulets still glowing with molten heat. Betsy Cornwell

Had I crossed the pass Supported by a stick, I would have spared myself The fall from the horse. Unknown

The fact that she was still alive felt wrong, out of balance. She didn't feel special, or protected, or gods-bound. She thought the gods had acted to protect the roan, and she had just been along for the ride. It was the roan who was special, not she. I should be dead, she thought. If she was dead, then all would have been settled. The warlord's men would have been satisfied to see her body swept away, the roan would have been safe from Beck's whip, the ghost of tyhe man she had killed could have gone to his rest. There was a rounding off - a justice - in her death. But alive, no one was satisfied and no one was safe. Pamela Freeman

Thank you. That was the most fun I've had in a very long time." The horse felt the same way. His life thus far had been such a rocky journey, short on joy and long on sorrow. But as Darling led him toward the shiny Ever After High stables, he knew in his heart that his story had changed." I hope you don't mind if, on occasion, I ask you to use your camouflage skills." She giggled. "Just so we can have a fun adventure now and then." He nodded. She stopped walking and looked into his eyes. "And, because you're the horse of a princess, I think you should have the perfect knightly name. I shall hereby call you Sir Gallopad." She kissed both his cheeks, then bowed. He smiled and bowed in return. And his story began. . Suzanne Selfors

The canter is a cure for every evil. Benjamin Disraeli

Could I be jealous of the way he was touching my horse? Yep ... I was. Carly Kade

Any real, beautiful thing in this world shouldn't be tamed or claimed or broken. It should be allowed to be, worked with, not against, appreciated. Don't be afraid of the wild she has left. It makes her special." - Cowboy McKennon Kelly to Cowgirl in Training Devon Brooke. Carly Kade

She'll never be all the way tame, just the way she's made ... sorta like you, I imagine. Carly Kade

Maybe it's like Mac says. Ever man winds up with the horse that suits him. Cormac McCarthy

We are one. Man, horse, lance, we are one beast of blood and wood and iron. George R.r. Martin

Some men can be good ' horse whisperers ' and many dogs can be wonderful ' man whisperers '. Erik Pevernagie

He looks like a horse in a man costume! Dylan Moran

As I got closer to the fence, I held my shirt over my nose to block the smell. One stallion waded through the muck and whinnied angrily at me. He bared his teeth, which were pointed like a bear's. I tried to talk to him in my mind. I can do that with most h Rick Riordan

Naturalists tell of a noble race of horses that instinctively open a vein with their teeth, when heated and exhausted by a long course, in order to breathe more freely. I am often tempted to open a vein, to procure for myself everlasting liberty. Cento volte ho impugnato una lama per conficcarmela nel cuore. Si dice di una nobile razza i cavalli, che quando si sentono accaldati e affaticati, si aprono istintivamente una vena, per respirare più liberamente. Spesso anche io vorrei aprirmi una vena che mi desse libertà eterna. Unknown

Roger left the cricket stumps and they went into the drawing room. Grandpapa, at the first suggestion of reading aloud, had disappeared, taking Patch with him. Grandmama had cleared away the tea. She found her spectacles and the book. It was Black Beauty. Grandmama kept no modern children's books, and this made common ground for the three of them. She read the terrible chapter where the stable lad lets Beauty get overheated and gives him a cold drink and does not put on his blanket. The story was suited to the day. Even Roger listened entranced. And Deborah, watching her grandmother's calm face and hearing her careful voice reading the sentences, thought how strange it was that Grandmama could turn herself into Beauty with such ease. She was a horse, suffering there with pneumonia in the stable, being saved by the wise coachman. After the reading, cricket was anticlimax, but Deborah must keep her bargain. She kept thinking of Black Beauty writing the book. It showed how good the story was, Grandmama said, because no child had ever yet questioned the practical side of it, or posed the picture of a horse with a pen in its hoof." A modern horse would have a typewriter, " thought Deborah, and she began to bowl to Roger, smiling to herself as she did so because of the twentieth-century Beauty clacking with both hoofs at a machine. ("The Pool") . Daphne Du Maurier

A closed book will lie there like a dead horse. But an open book will kick, buck, and bolt through perceived adventures like a wild and free stallion. So hold on. Richelle E. Goodrich

Horses don't speak, but they communicate through body language. If you look very closely, you'll find out your horse has been trying to talk to you every day. Unknown

A few fly bites cannot stop a spirited horse. Mark Twain

They've never known a time when people drank rain water because it was pure, or could eat snow, or swim in any river or brook. The last time I drove to Washington the traffic was so bad that I could have made better time with a horse. Madeleine LEngle

Horses get anxious when their expectations are not met. Wendy Williams

You can kiss me if you like, " she said. Alex let go of her and turned away. "Thanks, Fiona, " he said. "But frankly I'd prefer to kiss the horse. Anthony Horowitz

For God took a handful of blizzard snow, blew on it and created the horse. Elyne Mitchell

From horses we may learn not only about the horse itself but also about animals in general, indeed about ourselves and about life as a whole. George Gaylord Simpson

Whats the difference between a king and his horse? I dont mean some kiddy shit like one has 4 legs and the other has 2, or ones a person and ones an animal. If their form, ability, and power is exactly the same, then why is it one becomes the king and controls the battle and the other one becomes the horse and carries the king? There's only one answer... I N S T I N C T! ! ! Tite Kubo

The carriage could only clop along at about ten miles per hour, which only accentuated Imogene’s excitement. She urged it onward: "Fly, horse, fly! Hunter Murphy

Time will come and riding horses will be seen by the whole society as a severe animal rights violation! Mehmet Murat Ildan

I whisper like the sea in the horse's ear. Maggie Stiefvater

In every four there is one the slowest, and one the swiftest; and while the race is always to the slowest, the trouble is always with the swiftest. Unknown

Who ever thought to put the word "hero" in heroin? Anthony Liccione

This is Doctor Norton. Who's calling?"" Step N’Wolfe- the owner of the Emerald Cascade Ranch on Green Valley Road. I have a horse in labor and the baby's already coming out of the horse's ass."" You should of called sooner. Giorge Leedy

Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a ghost in the shape of a horse – came the Silver Stallion. Wild, beautiful, and free as the wind he came, from one kingdom to another, Thowra Elyne Mitchell

Typically, in politics, more than one horse is owned and managed by the same team in an election. There's always and extra candidate who will slightly mimic the views of their team's opposing horse, to cancel out that person by stealing their votes just so the main horse can win. Elections are puppet shows. Regardless of their rainbow coats and many smiles, the agenda is one and the same. Suzy Kassem

In the sea, Corr’s clumsiness will disappear, his weight cradled by the saltwater. I don’t want to say good-bye. I blink to clear my vision and reach up. I pull off his halter. The ocean is his love and now, finally, he’ll have it. I back out of the surf. There’s a thin, long wail. Corr takes a labored step away from the November sea. And another. He is slow, and the sea sings to us both, but he returns to me. . Maggie Stiefvater

No mortal ear could have heard the kelpie passing through the night, for the great black hooves of it were as soundless in their stride as feathers falling. Mollie Hunter

An English man-at-arms had his helmet split open and his skull with it, so that he rode wavering from the fight, blood pouring down his mail coat. His horse stopped a few paces from the turmoil and the man-at-arms slowly, so slowly, bent forward and then slumped down from his saddle. One foot was trapped in a stirrup as he died but his horse did not seem to notice. It just went on cropping the grass. . Bernard Cornwell

I’d looked around my room at the ribbons and sashes and rosettes hanging from the walls, at the photos of my ponies clearing the highest fences with me crouched in the saddle, a look of utter determination on my face. I’d made myself look hard at the pictures, at my legs swinging backwards over the fences, at my body lying low over my pony’s neck, my hands grasping at the reins as I turned them in mid-air. At the way that Teddy’s eyes were bulging as I pulled him around a tight turn, at the way the veins popped out on Buck’s lathered neck, at Springbok’s open mouth, dripping with foam. I’d looked hard at them all, and I hadn’t liked what I’d seen. . Kate Lattey

There is no better place to heal a broken heart than on the back of a horse. Missy Lyons

Once Errol righted himself into some semblance of horsemanship, they set off at an easy canter. That is, the other horses set off at a canter, while Errol's horse settled into a teeth-shattering trot. After a hundred paces he could feel Horace's backbone through the saddle. The other riders pulled ahead without a backward glance, leaving him to his four-footed torture. Patrick W. Carr

...it wasn't for the love of a man that she took those chances, but for the love of a horse. Joan Hiatt Harlow

We are horse folk, and that means more than we think it does. Elizabeth Carlton

The profession of book writing makes horse racing seem like a solid, stable business. John Steinbeck

I've always had that attitude about my career: it's something that I do, but it's not my whole life. I have a real life, a personal life: I've got a lot of chickens, I've got a horse, I've got a kitty-cat, I've got a lot of goats, I've got animals all over the place. Buffy SainteMarie

I feel lucky that I found my talent, not unlucky that I was born with a disability. When I'm on a horse, I'm more worried about what the riding hat is doing to my hair than what my bent legs and arms are doing. What riding has given me is respect. Lee Pearson

A horse is the projection of peoples' dreams about themselves - strong, powerful, beautiful - and it has the capability of giving us escape from our mundane existence. Pam Brown

When a child, my dreams rode on your wishes, I was your son, high on your horse, My mind a top whipped by the lashes Of your rhetoric, windy of course. Stephen Spender

There aren't a lot of guys like me left. But I'm a war horse. I've been through it all. And you know something about war horses? Through the sleet, through the snow, they just keep going. Joel Silver

Marry someone who flatters you. Because I've written 80 books since 'War Horse' but when my wife reads one, all she says is, 'It's quite good, but it's not as good as 'War Horse, ' is it?' Michael Morpurgo

It's kind of ironic that the two sports with the greatest characters, boxing and horse racing, have both been on the decline. In both cases it's for the lack of a suitable hero. Dick Schaap

In 1964, when Lee Iacocca said, 'Shelby, I want you to make a sports car out of the Mustang, ' the first thing I said was, 'Lee, you can't make a race horse out of a mule. I don't want to do it.' He said, 'I didn't ask you to make it; you work for me.' Carroll Shelby

My father is a huge horse racing fan, so I was introduced to the sport long before 'Seabiscuit.' But the role made me an even bigger fan. Horse racing is one of my favorite sports. Elizabeth Banks

If you are fearful, a horse will back off. If you are calm and confident, it will come forward. For those who are often flattered or feared, the horse can be a welcome mirror of the best in human nature. Clare Balding

When a herd of cattle see a strange object, they are not satisfied till each one has sniffed it; and the horse is cured of his fright at the robe, or the meal-bag, or other object, as soon as he can be induced to smell it. There is a great deal of speculation in the eye of an animal, but very little science. John Burroughs

All you need for happiness is a good gun, a good horse, and a good wife. Daniel Boone

Thank you, horseradish, for being neither a radish nor a horse. What you are is a liar food. Jimmy Fallon

Chicken and horse meat are the best foods for weightlifters, and good food is important. Ilya Ilyin

I have to think that I think it's always been a horse race between this administration's temporary political acumen and their completely, utterly, totally bankrupt policies. And they're coming home to roost. It was always a question of time. These guys aren't conservative. These guys are radicals. Bradley Whitford

I speak Spanish to God, Italian to women, French to men, and German to my horse. Charles V