Horse Quotes - Page 97

In the Buddhist texts, some of them say, when you die, basically that wild horse gets cut loose, and the mind is incredibly powerful and expansive, omniscient and can go anywhere and see anything, but - and this is the catch - it's colored by the habits of thought we made in life.

One of your northmen hit me with a morningstar during the battle on the Green Fork. I escaped him by falling off my horse. (Tyrion)

Just where do you think you are going, Arya?' the septa demanded. Arya glared at her. 'I have to go shoe a horse,' she said sweetly taking a brief satisfaction in the shock on the septa's face.

The white horse and the black one wheeled like lovers at a harvest dance, the riders throwing steel in place of kisses.

Gamsters and race-horses never last long.

Flies are busiest about leane horses.

To a greedy eating horse a short halter.

Take heede of an oxe before, of an horse behind, of a monke on all sides.

It's a proud horse that will not carry his owne provender.

A jade eates as much as a good horse.

A horse stumbles that hath foure legges. [A horse stumbles that has four legs.]

The fault of the horse is put on the saddle.

Chuse a horse made, and a wife to make.

The masters eye fattens the horse, and his foote the ground.

The horse that drawes after him his halter, is not altogether escaped.

A scab'd horse cannot abide the comb.

Religion a stalking horse to shoot other foul.

Never ride your horse more than five-and-thirty miles a day, always taking more care of him than of yourself; which is right and reasonable, seeing as how the horse is the best animal of the two.

Always, when I get onto horseback, I'm kind of terrified of being up there.

Body and soul: a horse harnessed beside an ox.

The riding of young horses is an excellent nerve tonic.

Words were one of the most powerful forces known— or unknown— to man. The Most High had created this world with His words. And humans, who had been fashioned in His image, could direct the entire course of their lives with their words, their mouths as the rudder on a ship, as the bridle on a horse. They produced with their words. They destroyed with their words.

Careful amidst the careless, amongst the sleeping wide-awake, the intelligent man leaves them all behind, like a race-horse does a mere hack.

One of the things that most people aren't aware of when they think of the Civil War is the number of people and associated animals. (Armies) weren't mechanized. They had to rely on horses and mules.

But my last conscious thought was an image of Prince Char when he'd caught the bridle of Sir Stephan's horse. His face had been close to mine. Two curls had spilled onto his forehead. A few freckles dusted his nose, and his eyes said he was sorry for me to go.