These are bones you never see on a horse, (they) were just jutting out and when you put your hand there there's no fat there at all. She was literally a walking skeleton.

Never have I seen horses looking this bad. They're good horses. They're going to be good companions. How anyone could do this is beyond me.

Never in my wildest imagination did I think she would survive. I thought that would be a dead horse we would be looking at the next morning.

One day it hit me: Truest friends, God bless their hearts, could not care less. They love you, they're pleased you're getting married and, ultimately, they don't give a fig how you get it done.

No one uses a ribbon typewriter any more, but your final draft is not the time to try to wring a few more sheets out of your inkjet cartridge.

Filtering can be a very good thing when it comes to human relationships and familial harmony. Yeah, filtering is often an absolute necessity.