There is something about riding down the street on a prancing horse that makes you feel like something, even when you ain’t a thing.
The horse, with beauty unsurpassed, strength immeasurable and grace unlike any other, still remains humble enough to carry a man upon his back.
The essential joy of being with horses is that it brings us in contact with the rare elements of grace, beauty, spirit, and freedom.
You can see what man made from the seat of an automobile, but the best way to see what God made is from the back of a horse.
There are many wonderful places in the world, but one of my favorite places is on the back of my horse.