Bareback Riding Quotes

#1. Saddle bronc is the quintessential rodeo sport - not the chaos of bull riding or the thrashing of bareback riding. It might be harder than both.

John Branch

#2. The average man believes a thing first, and then searches for proof to bolster his opinion

Elbert Hubbard

#3. No, what I felt was the torment of waiting, stuck between the end of one sentence and the beginning of the next which might or might not bring a hail storm, plane crash, poetic justice, or a miraculous reversal.

Nicole Krauss

#4. When one thinks of golf and Scotland, the first thing that comes to mind is usually St. Andrews, especially the famed Old Course.

Raymond Bonner

#5. For a woman, le smoking is an indispensable garment with which she finds herself continually in fashion, because it is about style, not fashion. Fashions come and go, but style is forever.

Yves Saint-Laurent

#6. It had been a boy's trick, Jerott remembered. Standing bareback on your father's horses; somersaulting, chariot-riding. Francis, buried in books, had never publicly attempted it. What private practice, Jerott wondered fleetingly, had gone into that?

Dorothy Dunnett

#7. When a middle-aged man says in a moment of weariness that he is half dead, he is telling the literal truth.

Elmer Davis

#8. We ... declared our independence 200 years ago, and we are not about to lose it now to paper shufflers and computers.

Gerald R. Ford

#9. In America, as opposed to the old country, success was based on merit.

Rand Paul

#10. God is a twelve year old boy with Asperger's.

Eugene Mirman

#11. We have to have a combination of general relativity that describes the warping of space and time, and quantum physics, which describes the uncertainties in that warping and how they change.

Kip Thorne

#12. I've always preferred animals to little girls or boys. I had my first horse - actually it was a Newfoundland pony - when I was three, and I loved riding, without anyone shackling me - riding bareback as fast as I could.

Elizabeth Taylor

#13. Asta Sollilja slept on, her head in the corner, mouth open, chin up, and head back, with one hand under her ear and the other half-open on the coverlet as if she thought in her sleep that someone would come and lay happiness in her palm.

Halldor Laxness