As everyone knows I've got a passion for horses.
I'm not a great horse person, but I love horses, and I love all of it. The sights and sounds and smells, the whole genre of Westerns - I love them.
I was riding every single day. I home-schooled because of horses.
I just feel passionately about the horses and I will until it's no longer a tradition in New York.
I remember kids used to give me a penny for drawing them a horse. I loved horses, but I couldn't have one, so I would draw a horse for myself. I would make it food and a blanket for it to wear and a place to live.
But what truly horsey girls discover in the end is that boyfriends, husbands, children, and careers are the substitute-for horses
I haven't met a horse I didn't love. I love caring for them, cleaning them. I love doing my own tack and giving them treats.
The horse world is populated by two kinds of people: those who love horses, and those who exploit horses and the people who love them.
I didn't just grow up with horses; I wanted to be one.
He doth nothing but talk of his horses.
As a young girl I think I wanted to be a horse woman. I loved horses.
