Walter Farley famous quotes

His mane was like a crest, mounting, then falling low. His neck was long and slender, and arched to the small, savagely beautiful head. The head was that of the wildest of all wild creatures- a stallion born wild- and it was beautiful, savage, splendid. A stallion with a wonderful physical perfection that matched his savage, ruthless spirit.
-- Walter Farley

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I believe that half the trouble in the world comes from people asking 'What have I achieved?' rather than 'What have I enjoyed?'
-- Walter Farley

#Believe #People #Asking

Imagination can help you reach into the heavens to grasp an idea, bring it down to earth, and make it work.
-- Walter Farley

#Ideas #Imagination #Heaven

You've never in your life seen a horse run so fast! He's all power-all beauty.
-- Walter Farley

#Running #Horse

I believe that half the trouble in the world comes from people asking 'What have I achieved?' rather than 'What have I enjoyed?' I've been writing about a subject I love as long as I can remember--horses and the people associated with them, anyplace, anywhere, anytime. I couldn't be happier knowing that young people are reading my books. But even more important to me is that I've enjoyed so much the writing of them.
-- Walter Farley

#Horse #Believe #Book

Yet when the books have been read, it boils down to the horse, his human companion, and what goes on between them
-- Walter Farley

#Horse #Book #Goes On

How clear, how lovely bright, How beautiful to sight Those beams of morning play; How heaven laughs out with glee Where, like a bird set free, Up from the eastern sea Soars the delightful day. To-day I shall be strong, No more shall yield to wrong, Shall squander life no more; Days lost, I know not how, I shall retrieve them now; Now I shall keep the vow I never kept before. Ensanguining the skies How heavily it dies Into the west away; Past touch and sight and sound Not further to be found, How hopeless under ground Falls the remorseful day.

Each individual creature on this beautiful planet is created by God to fulfil a particular role. Whatever I have achieved in life is through His help and an expression of His will. He showered His grace on me through some outstanding teachers and colleagues and when I pay my tributes to these fine persons, I am merely praising His glory. We are all born with a divine fire in us.

The most beautiful fate, the most wonderful good fortune that can happen to any human being, is to be paid for doing that which he passionately loves to do.

Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea And still the sea is salt.

These, in the day when heaven was falling, The hour when earth's foundations fled, Followed their mercenary calling And took their wages and are dead. The British regulars who made the retreat from Mons, beginning August 24, 1914.

I don't know much, but I know I love you... that may be all there is to know.

In all her twisted perfection she had made me fall helplessly in love with her. A life without her in it seemed pointless.

Holiness of heart and life. This is not the perfection of the human nature, but the holiness of the divine nature dwelling within.

The highest summit of spiritual perfection is knowledge of the Supreme Personality of Godhead.

If you obey the technique to perfection, that technique will become invisible.