Top 100 Mare Quotes
#1. You have to let her know you're in charge!"
"I thought I was!" Typical female. The mare had only let him THINK he was in charge.
Kerrelyn Sparks
#2. Mare, don't be such a brat all the time, and stop beating up that Warren boy.
Victoria Aveyard
#3. Could a mare only like mares or stallions, or could a mare like whatever she damn pleased? Maybe she just didn't know enough yet to understand what she was or what she wanted. Or maybe she was lots of things, just as her skin was a mixture of browns. Maybe she didn't have to like anything.
Lila Bowen
#4. I am more likely to be the mate of that old mare in the field than the mate of a royal, let alone the Alpha of our pack. And for the signs to appear even before I am sixteen seems quite doubtful.
Quinn Loftis
#7. Clover was a stout motherly mare approaching middle life, who had never quite got her figure back after her fourth foal.
George Orwell
#8. My kids are one, three, five and eight, and we are all horsey. The kids have got their ponies and can ride. Our foundation mare is special to our hearts. She was one of my first ever horses. She was my first ever winner at Chester, which is also special, and she's just the apple of our eyes, really.
Michael Owen
#9. The grass and the rivers and the stones and women and horses and more Stars and men and clouds and birds and trees came dancing through the afterbirth of the Mare,
Catherynne M Valente
#10. Hige sceal pe heardra, heorte pe cenre,
mod sceal pe mare pe ure maegen lytlao.
( Will shall be the sterner, heart the bolder, spirit the greater as
our strength lessens. )
J.R.R. Tolkien
#11. The danger in a brood mare band is that your mares become antiquated, and you wake up some day and realize that the average age of your band is 15 or 16 and that in another year they won't be producing offspring. I think the ideal average age for a brood mare band is about 10.
Larry MacPhail
#12. The mare on which the traitor had been seated at the time of his death was, obviously, no longer considered the best horse in Parthia. It was amazing that she had not been served as stew at one of the banquets.
M.C. Scott
#13. The horse could not do without Manhattan. It drew him like a magnet, like a vacuum, like oats, or a mare, or an open, never-ending, tree-lined road.
Mark Helprin
#15. She picked a sorrel mare with four white socks named Scarlett. Levi wasn't about to ride his favorite stallion, Rhett - Tamara would read too much into that - so he saddled Ashley, the one gelding in the stables, instead. You
Tiffany Reisz
#17. It was well known among rivermen that having a preacher and a gray mare on board was an invitation to disaster.
George R R Martin
#18. There is nothing special about the mare, nothing at all. A fine enough head, good enough bone. As a pony, she is a beauty. As a capall uisce, she is nothing. The girl too, is nothing special - slight, with a ginger ponytail. She looks less afraid than her mare, but she's in more danger.
Maggie Stiefvater
#19. It was past dark when I reached the city and I'd mostly shoved my ghosts back into their graves. I let the gray mare pick her own pace and browse in the grain fields along the way.
Deborah Wheeler
#20. To breed a winner, let alone at Royal Ascot, is unbelievable. I've got four children and they all love the mother. We pat it most days and she's a lovely mare.
Michael Owen
#21. Diamond heists, romance & intrigue feature in Stella di Mare.
Patricia Bellomo
#22. The "mare" in "nightmare" originally referred to a demonic woman who suffocated sleepers by lying on their chests (she was called "Old Hag" in Newfoundland).
Oliver Sacks
#23. I think of you now mare than ever. It's raining today.
Haruki Murakami
#24. His was not an easy face to read, and no one could have told that in the past half hour he had suffered the worst knock of his life. Except that he no longer whistled into the wind or talked to his irritable mare, there was nothing to show.
Winston Graham
#25. My favorite part about Mare Barrow is her almost selfish survival instinct, as well as her increasingly gray morality. Her character arc in 'Glass Sword' is a lot deeper and more emotional than before, so I'm glad I got to write this sequel and that people want to read it.
Victoria Aveyard
#26. Nature has not placed us in an inferior rank to men, no more than the females of other animals, where we see no distinction of capacity, though I am persuaded if there was a commonwealth of rational horses ... it would be an established maxim amongst them that a mare could not be taught to pace.
Mary Wortley Montagu
#27. Mare?"
"Are you afraid, Maven?"
"I am. I'm afraid of failing. I'm afraid of letting this opportunity pass us by. And I'm afraid of what happens if nothing in this world ever changes. That scares me more than dying.
Victoria Aveyard
#29. The dandelion was long popularly known as the 'pissabed' because of its supposed diuretic properties, and other names in everyday use included 'mare's fart', 'naked ladies', 'twitch-ballock', 'hounds-piss', 'open arse', and 'bum-towel'.
Bill Bryson
#31. A good stallion woos his mare." ...
Being really well hung and turned on probably works in his favor," he added with a teasing smile.
Victoria Vane
#32. The fallen prince is exhausting. I don't know how Mare could stand him or his inability to choose a damned side-especially when there's only one side he can possibly pick.
Victoria Aveyard
#33. C'mon, Mare. I wish I could say I'm sorry, but I'm married to the love of my life."
"The love of your life is a Harley!"
"Not anymore!
Jamie McGuire
#34. It will be just like Duncan Mac-Girdie's mare,' said Evan, 'if your ladyships please, he wanted to use her by degrees to live without meat, and just as he had put her on a straw a day the poor thing died!
Walter Scott
#35. The ambition which he felt astir at times in the darkness of his soul sought no outlet. A dusk like that of the outer world obscured his mind as he heard the mare's hoofs clattering along the tramtrack on the Rock Road and the great can swaying and rattling behind him.
James Joyce
#36. No commentary, Nora. Please," he said as he pushed an arm inside the mare.
"I won't say a single word," she pledged as she took the horse's head in her lap. "Except that this reminds me of my last date with Griffin.
Tiffany Reisz
#38. The piebald mare paws at the sand; I see her digging out of the corner of my eye and hear her grinding her teeth. That bridle's her curse, this island her prison. She still smells of rot.
Maggie Stiefvater
#39. I'm a Silver, sir."
"No you are not, Mare Barrow, and you must never forget it.
Victoria Aveyard
#40. He praised the mare and tugged at her ear. He flattered the cob as well, liking him suddenly; sorry for him because his plain looks concealed such a generous heart.
Kate Thompson
#41. Even one small thing can go right in a world so wrong ~ Mare Barrow
Victoria Aveyard
#42. They've pulled me inside out, swapping Mare for Mareena, a thief for a crown, rags for silk, Red for Silver. This morning I was a servant, tonight I'm a princess. How much more will change? What else will I lose?
Victoria Aveyard
#43. Nothing walks the earth more savage than a mare enraged.
Janet Morris
#44. Another round," she goads, and holds out a hand for the cards. "I bet a week of laundry."
Across from us, Cal stops his preparatory stretching to snort. "You think Mare does laundry?"
"Do you, Your Highness?" I snap back, grinning. He just pretends not to hear me.
Victoria Aveyard
#47. They're not pro-life. You know what they are? They're anti-woman. Simple as it gets, anti-woman. They don't like them. They don't like women. They believe a woman's primary role is to function as a brood mare for the state.
George Carlin
#48. On verge of going apostrophic, taking foxglove, myrrh, mare's milk cure, shedding articles, shredding conjunctions, but can't shake prepositions.
Kate Campbell
#49. The stallion and his mare,
unbridled, with arrow-pattern,
are worked on.
the blue cloth
before the door
of religion and inspiration ...
Hilda Doolittle
#50. For a knight to ride in a carriage was against the principles of chivalry and he never under any circumstances rode a mare.
Barbara W. Tuchman
#51. The soldier takes pride in saluting his Captain,
The devotee proffers a knee to his Lord,
Some back a mare thrown from a thoroughbred,
Troy backed its Helen, Troy died and adored;
Great nations blossom above,
A slave bows down to a slave.
William Butler Yeats
#52. Indeed you have what it takes to care like a mare, but can misters br one?
Aporva Kala
#53. John Cleese was a big hero of mine. He grew up in Weston Super Mare near Bristol where I grew up; he was always very tall and gangly, but he was smart and used his physicality in a very funny way. I used to think, 'Well he came from Weston and he did it, so there's a chance for me.'
Stephen Merchant
#54. I think given the choice between loving Mare - betrayal included - and never knowing her, I'd chose love. I risked, and I lost, but the risk was still worth it.
Brandon Sanderson
#55. Wisdom is in measured routine. Three naps a day will keep you fit, nine breakfasts before noon, spin until you fall on your back, and thrust your face into a nettle plant. Drink at least five cups of a mare's urine and look upon your self in a silver mirror while you hold your air in your chest.
Benjamin Franklin
#56. The only way you can obtain brood mares on a basis you can afford is to buy two or three yearling fillies every year and race them. The good ones, the ones that show potentialities, you keep, and the others you get rid of. In that way, you have a chance to build up a good brood mare band.
Larry MacPhail
#57. Christmas Eve Saint Francis and Saint Benedight Blesse this house from wicked wight; From the night-mare and the goblin, That is hight good fellow Robin: Keep it from all evil spirits, Fairies, weezels, rats, and ferrets: From curfew time To the next prime.
Thomas Cartwright
#58. The mare set off for home with the speed of a swallow, and going as smoothly and silently. I never had dreamed of such a motion, fluent and graceful, and ambient, soft as the breeze flitting over the flowers, but swift as the summer lightening.
Richard Blackmore
#59. If the wild filly, "Progress," thou wouldst ride,
Have young companions ever at thy side;
But wouldst thou stride the stanch old mare, "Success,"
Go with thine elders, though they please thee less.
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
#60. No more should you doubt this, my prince
my sisters and I shall not wait ten-and-seven years for our vengeance.' She put her spurs into the mare and she was off, galloping toward Sunspear with her tail in hot pursuit.
George R R Martin
#61. My first girlfriend in high school, I had a girlfriend in grade school, but my first girlfriend in high school was Mare Winningham, very fine actress.
Val Kilmer
#63. His instincts should have warned him sooner than they had, but thanks to his agimortus, he'd been hobbled like a brood mare waiting to be mounted by a randy stallion
Larissa Ione
#64. There was nothing romantic about bonding with someone to become a warrior or bonding with someone else to become a brood mare.
Anonymous
#65. I'll see you tomorrow, Mare. You know you want to see my ring."
"And your tat," she said, a smile in her voice.
Jamie McGuire
#66. She had taught herself how to knit, and for the mare's scarf - it was green - she had given herself the best grade possible. And ... '
'That's silly!' Micha giggled.
'Well, who is the cliff queen, you or me?' Abel asked. 'It isn't my fault if you're giving yourself grades!
Antonia Michaelis
#67. She is my mare and my best friend, and I keep waiting for something bad to happen to her, because I love her too much.
Maggie Stiefvater
#68. You know, for a while there we kept horses for the boys, and we had a mare that had broken down. Couldn't ride it ... You could feed it and brush it and water it and all. Sometimes, I've thought that's what most marriages get to. A horse you still care a little about but cannot any longer ride.
Tom McNeal
#70. As he left to answer the call, she heard him exclaiming in wonderment on the rise. Rocks, Nash. Is that a river mare out there? Do you see her? Have you ever laid eyes on a more gorgeous creature?
Kristin Cashore
#71. Ani saw herself clearly in that moment, as a face in darkness gains sudden dimensions in a flash of lightning - a young girl, a silly thing, a lapdog, a broken mare.
Shannon Hale
#72. Maven stares after his fleeing brother. "He does not like to lose. And" - he lowers his voice, now so close to me I can see the tiny flecks of silver in his eyes - "neither do I. I won't lose you, Mare. I won't."
"You'll never lose me.
Victoria Aveyard
#73. Caelum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt.
(They change their sky, not their soul, who rush across the sea.)
Horace
#74. Who will you be, my Little Ones? Will you dance for the fires of your youth and run at midnight to water's edge, diving into summer's heat? Will you ride a wild mare to any thought or dream or love of your making? Will you seek the artistry of your own infatuations and explore ...
Carew Papritz
#75. Mare of the Stilts died the day she fell onto a lightning shield. Mareena, the lost Silver princess, died in the Bowl of Bones. And I don't know what new person opened her eyes on the Undertrain. I only know what she has been and what she has lost, and the weight of it is almost crushing.
Victoria Aveyard
#78. Fancies were all very well for a change, but must be only occasional guests in a world devoted to reality.
Walter De La Mare
#79. All but blind In his chambered hole Gropes for worms The four-clawed Mole.
Walter De La Mare
#80. The basic philosophy of life seemed to be: What do I care? It's none of my business. [The philosophy of Naples, Italy.]
Franco Di Mare
#81. What I would do, to myself or anyone else, for the chance to go back home? But no one is there. No one I care about. They're gone, protected, far away. Home is no longer the place we're from. Home is safe with them. I hope.
Victoria Aveyard
#82. Who said, 'All Time's delight
Hath she for narrow bed;
Life's troubled bubble broken'?
That's what I said.
Walter De La Mare
#83. ...the city of Naples was like this: wonderful from a distance, but when seen close up, it was fragmentary, indefinable, and coarse...
Franco Di Mare
#85. A face peered. All the grey night In chaos of vacancy shone; Nought but vast Sorrow was there The sweet cheat gone.
Walter De La Mare
#86. God has mercifully ordered that the human brain works slowly; first the blow, hours afterwards the bruise.
Walter De La Mare
#87. What is the world, O soldiers? It is I, I, this incessant snow, This northern sky.
Walter De La Mare
#88. When indeed you positively press your face, so to speak, against the crystalline window of your eyes, your mind is apt to become a perfect vacuum.
("Out Of The Deep")
Walter De La Mare
#89. Shocked to see me?" I drawl at them, chuckling at the horrific joke.
Victoria Aveyard
#91. Poor sleepers should endeavor to compose themselves. Tampering with empty space, stirring up echoes in pitch-black pits of darkness is scarcely sedative.
("Out Of The Deep")
Walter De La Mare
#92. In high school, theater was all I ever wanted to do. I didn't see that I was going to set it aside for so many years and take a right turn into television. Of course, wanting to do theater is something you hear a lot from actors. I think I've been embarrassed to be in that big cliche.
Mare Winningham
#93. For a storm is certainly coming, whether from my hand or someone else's.
and i have no idea who will survive the dawn
Victoria Aveyard
#94. A lost but happy dream may shed its light upon our waking hours, and the whole day may be infected with the gloom of a dreary or sorrowful one; yet of neither may we be able to recover a trace.
Walter De La Mare
#95. Poor tired Tim! It's sad for him He lags the long bright morning through, Ever so tired of nothing to do.
Walter De La Mare
#96. And some win peace who spend
The skill of words to sweeten despair
Of finding consolation where
Life has but one dark end.
Walter De La Mare
#97. Oh, pity the poor glutton Whose troubles all begin In struggling on and on to turn What's out into what's in.
Walter De La Mare
#98. We have nothing to fear from others because approval and acceptance lies within ourselves.
from Chapter 4
Mare Chapman
#99. Yesterday he was a prince; today he is king. I thought he was my friend, my bethrothed, but now I know better.
Victoria Aveyard
