#hors

I wrote about people who liked fake fireplaces in their parlor, who thought a brass horse with a clock embedded in its flank was wonderful. ↗

— Betty Smith

#brass #clock #embedded #fake #flank

Every child senses, with all the horse sense that's in him, that any parent is angry inside when children misbehave and they dread more the anger that is rarely or never expressed openly, wondering how awful it might be. ↗

— Benjamin Spock

#angry #any #awful #child #children

In practice, the copyright system does a bad job of supporting authors, aside from the most popular ones. Other authors' principal interest is to be better known, so sharing their work benefits them as well as readers. ↗

— Richard Stallman

#authors #bad #benefits #better #copyright

I thought that the chief thing to be done in order to equal boys was to be learned and courageous. So I decided to study Greek and learn to manage a horse. ↗

— Elizabeth Cady Stanton

#courageous #decided #done #equal #greek

The profession of book writing makes horse racing seem like a solid, stable business. ↗

— John Steinbeck

#book writing #business #horse #horse racing #like

You shouldn't have any betting in the locker room at all, whether it's baseball or it's horses. You can't beat the horses. You can't beat any kind of gambling because they have the odds. ↗

— George Steinbrenner

#baseball #beat #because #betting #gambling

The great majority of men, especially in France, both desire and possess a fashionable woman, much in the way one might own a fine horse - as a luxury befitting a young man. ↗

— Stendhal

#both #desire #especially #fashionable #fine

Even the contemporary horror authors who have seriously influenced me are a disparate bunch. ↗

— George Stephen

#bunch #contemporary #disparate #even #horror

Read. Read. Read. Just don't read one type of book. Read different books by various authors so that you develop different styles. ↗

— R. L. Stine

#book #books #develop #different #different styles

Suddenly, I became conscious of the fact that the driver was in the act of pulling up the horses in the courtyard of a vast ruined castle, from whose tall black windows came no ray of light, and whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky. ↗

— Bram Stoker

#against #became #black #broken #came