Every time you interact with a horse, you are teaching the horse.

The horse is a great equalizer, he doesn't care how good looking you are, or how rich you are or how powerful you are-- he takes you for how you make him feel.

Horses are incredibly forgiving. They fill in places we're not capable of filling ourselves.

The horse saved my life, so that's kind of why I'll spend the rest of mine trying to help them.

I’ve always wanted to do the right thing by a horse, that’s never changed, its just that as my knowledge grew I’ve been able to offer the horse a better human being, as time has gone on.

There are things that the horse did for me that a human couldn't have done.

Whether it's horses or whatever it is you do, it doesn't become an art until your soul goes into what you do.

It is all about the quality of the communication, not the quantity.

When you find that the horse is compelled and interested in you, something in you changes. That can be healing or move you deeply.

You try to do as little as you can, but you need to do as much as is necessary to get a result. When you get a result, you do less.

The horse can just be a great vehicle for some people to overcome things in their life that they might not be able to overcome otherwise.

War is merely the continuation of politics by other means

There's more women likes to be loved than there is of those that loves.

My father taught me to work, but not to love it. I never did like to work, and I don't deny it. I'd rather read, tell stories, crack jokes, talk, laugh -- anything but work.

God's part is to put forth power; our part is to put forth faith.

Your most vauluable asset can be your willingness to persist longer than anyone else.

I don't see how I possibly could have come from where I entered the planet to where I am now if there had not been angels along the way.

For many people religion can be so easy they stumble right over it.

I think that there is a problem with rewards and consequences because in the long run, they rarely work in the ways we hope. In fact, they are likely to backfire.

Laissez-faire is finished. The all-powerful market that always knows best is finished.

The Papacy is not other than the Ghost of the deceased Roman Empire, sitting crowned upon the grave thereof.