Somewhere …
Somewhere in time's own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow,
Some paradise where horses go.
For by the love that guides my pen
I know great horses live again.

–Stanley Harrison

The Horse
Where in the wide world can we find nobility
without pride,
Friendship without envy, or beauty
without vanity?
Here where grace is laced with muscle,
And strength by gentleness confines.
He serves without servility,
has fought without enmity.
There is nothing so powerful,
nothing less violent; Nothing as quick,
nothing more patient.
The world's past has been borne on his back.
We are his heirs; he is our inheritance.

-Ronald Duncan
in Ode to the Horse

A strange stillness dwells
In the eye of the horse,
A composure that appears
To regard the world from
A measured distance…
It is a gaze from the depths
Of a dream…

-Hans-Heinrich Isenbart

The sight of that pony did something to me
I've never quite been able to explain.
He was more than tremedous strength and speed
and beauty of motion.
He was me dreaming.

-Walt Morey

"In riding a horse, we borrow freedom"

–Helen Thompson

"The wind of heaven is that which blows
between a horse’s ears."

–Arabian Proverb