Horse Behavior Quotes

I used to be a keen rider. Sometimes I could sense what a horse liked or preferred to do.

Suddenly the nickel-clad horse takes the bit in its mouth and goes slanting for the curbstone defying all prayers and all your powers to change its mind - your heart stands still, your breath hangs fire, your legs forget to work.

Other animals ran only when they had a reason, but the horse would run for no reason whatever, as if to run out of his own skin

Is he on his horse? O happy horse, to bear the weight of Antony!

The only decent people I ever saw at the racecourse were horses.

My great grandfather had been the neighbourhood 'horse whisperer,' so I've probably loved horses since I was an embryo. Whenever I watched cowboy films as a small child, I wasn't watching the hunky cowboys - which I'd probably do now - I was watching the horses. Even now, I love sitting in the field just watching the way they move.

When the horse was little, Massie had covered the walls with posters of young fillies that she thought Brownie would find sexy.

Anyone who is concerned about his dignity would be well advised to keep away from horses.

My horse was so late getting home, he tiptoed into the stable.

To get a horse to hit a mark without a rider, to get it to stand up, to get it to rear, to get it to pick up a bucket and bring it over is amazing. It's hard work and very rewarding but can be dangerous.

The last time I did a movie that needed a horse, I said: 'If it moves, I'm out of here.' The worst thing is, they know when you're afraid and act up accordingly. I've had them run off on me. Horses I do not like.

Horses were never wrong. They always did what they did for a reason, and it was up to you to figure it out.

I wouldn't have raced a horse. But you'll then throw back at me that Jesse Owens raced against a horse, and he's one of my heroes, so I'm not going to say it was a silly stunt. I know too much about horses. They're highly unreliable, and they've got brains the size of golf balls.

There is nothing in which a horse's power is better revealed than in a neat, clean stop.

The ear of the bridled horse is in the mouth.

I understand when people think dressage is boring. But while your standard horse is like driving a Fiesta, our horses are like driving Formula One cars. I can't breathe without the horse reacting. You are training another being to become really responsive and athletic and powerful.

Most horses don't walk backwards voluntarily, because what they can't see doesn't exist.

Some kind of pace may be got out of the eeriest jade by the near prospect of oats; but the thoroughbred has the spur in his blood.

Vin snorted, kneeling in the low tent as she pulled her belt tight; then she crawled over to him. "I don't know how you read while riding," she said. "Oh, it's quite easy - if you aren't afraid of horses." "I'm not afraid of them," Vin said. "They just don't like me. They know I can outrun them, and that makes them surly.

The trainer trains the docile horse to turn, with his sensitive neck, whichever way the rider indicates.

I just love the development of horses, getting into their brains, making them more athletic and powerful, responsive, and I'm rubbish at everything else.

The old horse is coming back in a high lope. Thousands of people are riding a horse today that five years ago couldn't sit in a Ford with all the doors locked.

For 'Hidalgo,' I just spent as much time around horses as I could, which made sense.

Whenever the horse stopped (which it did very often), he fell off in front; and, whenever it went on again (which it generally did rather suddenly), he fell off behind. Otherwise he kept on pretty well, except that he had a habit of now and then falling off sideways; and, as he generally did this on the side on which Alice was walking, she soon found that it was the best plan not to walk quite close to the horse.

Wonderful things, horses. Never know what they will do, or won't do.