PRETTY HORSES & PRETTY WOMEN

A horse is the projection of peoples’ dreams about themselves – strong, powerful, beautiful – and it has the capability of giving us escape from our mundane existence.  ~Pam Brown                                 

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Four things greater than all things are, –
Women and Horses and Power and War.
~Rudyard Kipling, “The Ballad of the King’s Jest”                                    

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                                                      What he loved in horses was what he loved in men, the blood and the heat of the blood that ran them.
All the Pretty Horses
Chapter 1, Page 7.                              

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                                                   Finally he said that among men there was no such communion as among horses and the notion that men can be understood at all was probably an illusion.
All the Pretty Horses
Luis, Chapter 2, Page 111.

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But there were two things they agreed upon wholly and that were never spoken and that was that God had put horses on earth to work cattle and that other than cattle there was no wealth proper to a man.
All the Pretty Horses
John Grady and Antonio, Chapter 2, Page 127.                                         

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That night he dreamt of horses in a field on a high plain where the spring rains had brought up the grass and the wild flowers out of the ground and the flowers ran all blue and yellow far as the eye could see and in the dream he was among the horses running and in the dream he himself could run with the horses and they coursed the young mares and fillies over the plain where their rich bay and their rich chestnut colors shone in the sun and the young colts ran with their dams and trampled down the flowers in a haze of pollen that hung in the sun like powdered gold and they ran he and the horses out along the high mesas where the ground resounded under their running hooves and they flowed and changed and ran and their manes and tails blew off of them like spume and there was nothing else at all in that high world and they moved all of them in a resonance that was like a music among them and they were none of them afraid horse nor colt nor mare and they ran in that resonance which is the world itself and which cannot be spoken but only praised..
All the Pretty Horses
John Grady, Chapter 3, Page 161.   

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