#hors

If you are working with authors, you are accepting a great responsibility and must tread very carefully. The author's work is a part of herself, a creative endeavor she has poured her heart and soul into. Protecting and nurturing that work and the author is part of the job of a publisher. ↗

— Terena Scott

#authors #business

It is not just a question of blowing up a building or shooting a prime minister. Such bourgeois horseplay is not contemplated. Our operation must be delicate, refined and aimed at the heart of the Intelligence apparat of the West. ↗

— Ian Fleming

#death #horseplay #james-bond #refinement #death

I pretended to be a Cheyenne guide. I pretended to be a prairie woman. I pretended Henry was my old-timey husband taking me to our new homestead. I leaned down and patted Trouble’s neck. “Good boy,” I said. “Trusty steed. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#glass-girl #henry-whitmire #horseback-riding #horses #laura-anderson-kurk

Hey. Nobody has any trouble believing in the internet, right, which really is magic. So what's the problem believing in a virtual private network for Santa's business? It results in real toys, real presents, delivered by Christmas morning, what's the difference? ↗

— Thomas Pynchon

#business

The out-dated imagery of sitting over a dusty typewriter staring at blank pages for years is a fallacy and probably designed to keep you from living up to your fullest potential. ↗

— Kytka Hilmar-Jezek

#authorship #being-a-writer #book-power #kytka #potential

Please, Percy...change your clothes. You smell like you've been run over by an electric horse. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#heroes-of-olympus #horses #humor #hygiene #percy-jackson

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

#change

I may not be a horse whisperer, but I certainly can and do shout at unicorns. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#shout #unicorns #whisper #change

I want to be a bird that is not afraid of falling since it's been flying for so long. ↗

— Iva Marija Bulić

#dying #fear #flying-horses #freedom #life

The fact that she was still alive felt wrong, out of balance. She didn't feel special, or protected, or gods-bound. She thought the gods had acted to protect the roan, and she had just been along for the ride. It was the roan who was special, not she. I should be dead, she thought. If she was dead, then all would have been settled. The warlord's men would have been satisfied to see her body swept away, the roan would have been safe from Beck's whip, the ghost of tyhe man she had killed could have gone to his rest. There was a rounding off - a justice - in her death. But alive, no one was satisfied and no one was safe. ↗

— Pamela Freeman

#fate #horse #justice #protection #suicide