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“Riding a horse is not a gentle hobby, to be picked up and laid down like a game of solitaire. It is a grand passion. It seizes a person whole and once it has done so, he/she will have to accept that his life will be radically changed.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

“My ass hurts, Garrett.â€�
“Didn’t we have this conversation when we first met?”
― Abigail Roux, Stars & Stripes

“Cowgirl Courage isn't the lack of fear, but the courage to take action in the face of fear.”
― J.H. Lee

“And I learned this long ago, that sweet freedom can be found in the middle of a meadow, upon the back of a faithful mare. Careless and wild we both shall be, on our ride across familiar fields, with steps that blend into the earth below.”
― Erin Forbes

“Have you ridden before?' he asks me, and I return him the look he deserves.
...
'No? And yet you would look so well with your hair whipping behind you.' Oak says. 'Wild as the Folk of old.”
― Holly Black, The Stolen Heir

“I have never had more pleasure than riding a horse naked at a fast gallop across an empty landscape. Riding is life. They rest is just pedestrian.”
― Chloe Thurlow, A Girl's Adventures

“Time will come and riding horses will be seen by the whole society as a severe animal rights violation!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Damn, I loved a guy who thought he was capable of taking me on, a man who looked as though he was about to start a war. Oh, yeah…let’s fight, hot stuff.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“When Mr. Caulfield was riding Stayner, his friend and pet horse, to work that morning, he passed the gas station. He was glad that he didn't have to worry about gas prices, like most people, because he didn't have a car. Instead, he just had to worry about getting odd looks from people who weren't used to seeing him ride a horse into town. At least, that was usually all that he had to worry about, but today was different.”
― Jesse Haubert, We Found a Horse and Other Stories

“He swung up into the saddle and squeezed his legs, signaling Mickey to walk. Mickey obeyed, of course. Then they went into a trot and headed into the woods.
Kevin urged Mickey into a canter and then into a gallop. He couldn’t think of anything but the speed. It pulled him in and he was lost.
He urged Mickey faster and faster. The gallop was his drug.”
― Jesse Haubert, A Stranger In Everyone

“La plaine fit place à des rocailles parsemées de frêles arbustes et de fougères rabougries. Puis défilèrent sous les sabots ferrés de noires coulées basaltiques, d’où affleuraient nombre de cristaux de roche et de sardoines. Terres entrecoupées de loin en loin par des fissures traîtresses, franchies en sautant par-dessus au triple galop !
Lieu singulier, qui voyait s’ériger de-ci de-là des monuments : temples abandonnés, à demi ensevelis et aux toits empourprés tant ceux-ci étaient drus de joubarbe. Tours en ruines, venteuses, ceintes par le lierre et débordantes de ravenelle�
Sites mystérieux du Vieil Empire, dont ils ne s’approchèrent jamais et où ils ne firent pas étape.”
― Cyrille Mendes, Les Épieurs d'Ombre

“A horse wouldn’t throw you off its back when you ride it. It would only throw you off when you take it for a ride.”
― Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu

“I’m just trying to understand the rider, so I can better deal with the horse.”
― Rae Knightly, Ben Archer and the Star Rider

“There was something about a handsome man astride a powerful horse that made my heart skip.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Edenbrooke

“Success is like a wild horse. If you do not know how to handle it, it will throw you off and look for another rider who can handle it well.â€� â€� Ajith Kumar”
― Ajith Kumara

“That will be intriguing.' He paused. 'And torturous since you'll be riding with me.'

My heart skipped over itself as I looked over at him. 'And why is that intriguing? And torturous?'

One side of his lips curved up. The dimple appeared. 'Besides the fact that it will allow me to keep a very close eye on you? Use your imagination, Princess.'

My imagination didn't fail me then. 'That's inappropriate,' I told him.

'Is it?' He dipped his chin. 'You're not the Maiden out here. You're Poppy, unveiled and unburduned.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“...it almost felt like we were racing the moon. I didn't have to look ahead to know that we were losing.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“Do you like horses?"
"Truth be told, the only thing I love more is dragons."
Wren whistles, and a whinny resounds throughout the air.
I spin around, marveling as a horse gallops through the field of jasmine. She's like a bolt of obsidian in a blanket of white, her breaths like little gusts of wind. She rears several times once she's next to Wren, stomping her front hooves until he reaches out to pet her. "This is Nerra. She will take us where we must go."
Like an acrobat performing a trick for the umpteenth time, Wren hops onto Nerra's back effortlessly. He reaches a hand out to me, and I climb on. He places my hands around his waist, and I swallow hard.
"Hold on tight. You're in for a treat," he says.
On the count of three, he kicks Nerra into a gallop. The horse is like a dragon bound to the earth. Her gait is smooth, her gallop so strong it practically feels like she's trying to take flight with each stride. I hold on tightly to Wren.
We head north. Dressed in bright garments that appear to be dipped in a ray of sunlight, Emerald flitters around as we enter a field of daisies.
"Hi," Wren says. "We're on our way to see Omniscius."
Emerald gives a graceful nod, following behind Nerra with several other fairies. Much to my delight, as we exit the field of daisies and encroach on a field of red roses, the fairies' beautiful yellow garments turn red. Wren's shirt and my dress do the same.”
― Khalia Moreau, The Princess of Thornwood Drive

“Why was it so impossible to find anyone to love me? Was that really so difficult? Guys today sucked. Really, they did; it couldn’t be me, right? That was what I kept trying to convince myself of. But deep down, I knew better. Of course, it was me. Me. I was the problem.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“I pressed my lips together, fighting the sting in my eyes. I wasn’t a bad person. I didn’t lie; I didn’t cheat—I didn’t hurt people on purpose. But I was…a lot. I was loud, emotional, and undoubtedly a bit of a drama queen when I’d had a glass or three of wine, like now. Mr. Captain over there probably thought I was a total bitch after that little display on the phone with Amanda. I didn’t blame him. I wore my heart on my sleeve, especially when I was pissed off. It was beyond my control. I’d never learned to play it cool or keep my mouth shut.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“As I walked away from the cheeky blonde, her sass about the airlines and crew still irritated the hell out of me. She was a damn firecracker; that much was clear. Sure, she had the air of someone who’d never worked a hard day in her life—probably spoiled rotten by her parents. But there was something else about her, the way she challenged me, as though she were a wild mustang daring me to try and break her. Her fiery spirit and sharp tongue contrasted with her delicate features and petite frame, but it had stirred something reckless in me. I’d been compelled to confront her. People always have a way of chasing what’s bad for them, and I wasn’t immune. Maybe it was that instinct, that primal pull to run straight at what could take you down, that appealed to me. Hell, that was how men like me ended up heading off to war.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“I’d been compelled to confront her. People always have a way of chasing what’s bad for them, and I wasn’t immune. Maybe it was that instinct, that primeval pull to run straight at what could take you down, that appealed to me. Hell, that was how men like me ended up heading off to war.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“Her half-hearted apology had come off as an invitation, as if she was letting me win this skirmish but wanted to take me on as a challenge she couldn’t resist—like she was testing me, curious to see if I could handle her. The way she’d been mouthing off about the flight cancellation had indeed made me want to either shut her up with a hard kiss or throttle her—maybe both. As I headed back toward my bags, I thought about how good those pouty lips would look wrapped around my cock, her deep blue eyes gazing up at me as she knelt in front of me. Too bad she was such a smartass and full of herself, but damn if she wasn’t gorgeous.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“I’d been there, taken by surprise in ways that shattered everything I thought I understood about the world. “It knocks you down when you least expect it, hits you right where you’re most vulnerable. But that’s when you find out what you’re really made of. You have to keep pushing forward, even when it feels as if everything’s been taken from you. You don’t stop. You keep going, even when the pieces of your life don’t fit the way they used to.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“Being cooped up with someone in a snowstorm brought out the truth faster than any candlelit dinner. It was a great way to learn what a woman was really like, outside the pretentiousness of the dating scene.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“Noelle was an open book—most of the time. She didn’t bother hiding who she was, and I respected that. But the topic of her parents? That was a door she kept bolted shut. It stirred up an instinct I didn’t usually have for strangers—to defend her from whatever hurt lay behind that door. It wasn’t the same as looking out for my brother and sisters, or even the guys in my unit. This was different. More visceral. I wanted to shield her from whatever caused her pain and make it right.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“The sudden closeness between us made me pause. Her eyes locked onto mine, and I had the insane urge to close the gap, to taste that sass on her lips. My heart rate kicked up a notch, but I pulled away and straightened, taking a deep breath.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“Did he ever second-guess himself? Did he ever lie awake at night, doubting his decisions like I always seemed to? Probably not. He wasn’t the type to get stuck in his own head, chewing over every little thing. He acted, he moved forward, and that was that. Simple. Direct. No looking back.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“One day, fate reached over and shook my personal snow globe, flipping my life upside down.â€� I shrugged. “I went from a career that was on track, a boyfriend who I thought was total husband material, and a past that was neatly tucked away where it belonged...to this.â€� I glanced around the room, laughing bitterly. “Jobless, single, hitching rides with strangers. And a past that is now the only future I have.â€� I laughed, but there was no humor in it. “Sometimes fate is a little bitch.”
― Evie James, Christmas Cancellation

“Giddon was younger even than Raffin, strong, and a good rider.”
― Kristin Cashore, Graceling