Trends, like horses, are easier to ride in the direction they are already going.
Ride a cock-horse to Banbury-Cross, To see an old woman get up on her horse. Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes, And so she makes music wherever she goes.
People on horses look better than they are. People in cars look worse than they are.
The one thing I do not want to be called is First Lady. It sounds like a saddle horse.
A man may well bring a horse to the water, But he cannot make him drinke without he will.
Half the failures of this world arise from pulling in one’s horse as he is leaping.
For want of a Nail the Shoe was lost; for want of a Shoe the Horse was lost; and for want of a Horse the Rider was lost; being overtaken and slain by the Enemy, all for want of Care about a Horse-shoe Nail.
A good horse will never return to graze on grass it has already passed by.
Love and marriage, love and marriage Go together like a horse and carriage Dad was told by mother You can’t have one without the other.
All music is folk music. I ain't never heard a horse sing a song.
Avoid the reeking herd, Shun the polluted flock, Live like that stoic bird The eagle of the rock
When you soar like an eagle, you attract the hunters.
So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.
Houston, Tranquility Base here. The eagle has landed.
A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys Painted wings and giants's rings make way for other toys.
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