Hardy grinned at the thought. “Never was a horse that couldn’t be rode, an’ there never was a rider who couldn’t be throwed.”
Alice couldn’t see who was sitting beyond the Beetle, but a hoarse voice spoke next. “Change engines – ” it said, and there it choked and was obliged to leave off. “It sounded like a horse,” Alice thought to herself. And an extremely small voice, close to her ear, said “You might make a joke […]
Speak softly and carry a big carrot.
You can’t lose if you give them handsome highwaymen, duels, 3-foot fountains and whacking great horses and dogs all over the place.
Lord Ronald said nothing; he flung himself from the room, flung himself upon his horse and rode madly off in all directions.
I speak Spanish to God, Italian to women, French to men, and German to my horse.
If you call a tail a leg, how many legs does a horse have? Four, calling a tail a leg does not make it a leg.
Horses and poets are to be fed, not fattened. (Apocryphally attributed to Charles IX of France)
Rodeoing is about the only sport you can’t fix. You’d have to talk to the bulls and horses, and they wouldn’t understand you.