Show me your horse and I will tell you what you are.
Riding turns 'I wish' into 'I can'.
For what the horse does under compulsion, as Simon also observes, is done without understanding; and there is no beauty in it either, any more than if one should whip and spur a dancer.
If you have seen nothing but the beauty of their markings and limbs, their true beauty is hidden from you.
Every horse thinks its own pack heaviest.
(June 19, 1608 - August 16, 1661)
My dark side, my shadow, my lower companion is now in the back room blowing up balloons for kids' parties.
(June 29, 1944 - )
There's a difference in shooting in a high school gym and shooting in Rupp Arena.
I'm the one that has to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life, the way I want to