“The Black was looking out on the open sea; his ears pricked forward, his thin-skinned nostrils quivering, his black mane flowing like windswept flame. Alec could not turn his eyes away; he could not believe such a perfect creature existed.” — Walter Farley Copy Share Image
His mane was like a crest, mounting, then falling low. His neck was long and slender, and arched to the small, savagely beautiful head.… — Walter Farley Copy Share
“frog. It was this spongelike rubber cushion that absorbed the first terrific shock of a thousand-pound horse galloping over a hard surface at high… — Walter Farley Copy Share
“The Black was looking out on the open sea; his ears pricked forward, his thin-skinned nostrils quivering, his black mane flowing like windswept flame.… — Walter Farley Copy Share
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… — Walter Farley Copy Share
“On January 1, 1919, all the yearlings in the big stable celebrated their second birthday. It didn’t matter that all of them had some… — Walter Farley Copy Share
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 Copy Share
Imagination can help you reach into the heavens to grasp an idea, bring it down to earth, and make it work. — Walter Farley Copy Share
“On his office wall he had a note to himself: 'Money is necessary--but it isn't too important.' Money meant for him to keep on… — Walter Farley Copy Share
“Dedicated to all boys and girls who love horses but never have had one of their own” — Walter Farley Copy Share
“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… — Walter Farley Copy Share
You've never in your life seen a horse run like this! He's all power - all beauty. — Walter Farley Copy Share
“There was a lot more to it than he had ever thought. First, he used a rub-rag, cleaning Red’s head gently but not too… — Walter Farley Copy Share
You've never in your life seen a horse run so fast! He's all power-all beauty. — Walter Farley Copy Share
“were the cribbers, Danny decided, those who took hold of some part of their stall while inhaling and swallowing deep drafts of air with… — Walter Farley Copy Share
