It is good people who make good places.
If they strain me up tight, why, let 'em look out! I can't bear it, and I won't.
We call them dumb animals, and so they are, for they cannot tell us how they feel, but they do not suffer less because they have no words.
There is no religion without love, and people may talk as much as they like about their religion, but if it does not teach them to be good and kind to man and beast, it is all a sham.
My troubles are all over, and I am at home; and often before I am quite awake, I fancy I am still in the orchard at Birtwick, standing with my friends under the apple trees.
My doctrine is this, that if we see cruelty or wrong that we have the power to stop, and do nothing, we make ourselves sharers in the guilt.
If a thing is right it can be done, and if it is wrong it can be done without; and a good man will find a way.
If you in the morning Throw minutes away, You can't pick them up In the course of a day. You may hurry and scurry, And flurry and worry, You've lost them forever, Forever and aye.
Now I say that with cruelty and oppression it is everybody's business to interfere when they see it." -
My troubles are over, and I am finally home.
Oh! if people knew what a comfort to a horse a light hand is...
I hope you will grow up gentle and good, and never learn bad ways; do your work with a good will, lift your feet up well when you trot, and never bite or kick even in play.
What right had they to make me suffer like that?
We shall all have to be judged according to our works, whether they be towards man or towards beast.
If we could act a little more according to common sense, and a good deal less according to fashion, we should find many things work easier;
Now look, for instance, at the way they serve dogs, cutting off their tails to make them look plucky, and shearing up their pretty little ears to a point to make them look sharp
Good Luck is rather particular who she rides with, and mostly prefers those who have got common sense and a good heart; at least that is my experience.
Men were both brutes and blockheads.
But he had given animals knowledge which did not depend on reason, and which was much more prompt and perfect in its way, and by which they had often saved the lives of men.
Steadier, pleasanter, honester, smarter young fellow I never had in this stable. I can trust his word and I can trust his work;
My troubles are all over, and I am at home; and often before I am quite awake, I fancy I am still in the orchard at Birtwick, standing with my old friends under the apple-trees.
We are only horses, and don't know.
The only wonder was that he should be in an under situation and not in the place of a head coachman like York;
I am never afraid of what I know
And that when he was past work he should be shot and buried.
Was young I lived upon my mother's milk, as I could not eat grass. In the daytime I ran by her side, and at night I lay down close by her. When it was hot we used to stand by the pond in the shade of the trees,
Hark ye,'said the father, 'a bad-tempered man will never make a good-tempered horse. You've not learned your trade yet, Samson.
Head, pricked his ears, and said, "There are the hounds!" and
Do your best wherever it is, and keep up your good name.
This horse has got a good master, and he deserves it.
