Being me Quote by Monica Dickens

You and your horse. His strength and beauty. Your knowledge and patience and determination and understanding and love. That's what fuses the two of…

— Monica Dickens

Nursing is a kind of mania; a fever in the blood; an incurable disease.

— Monica Dickens

“When I can't ride anymore, I shall keep horses as long as I can hobble around with a bucket and a wheelbarrow. When I…

— Monica Dickens

Nursing is a kind of mania; a fever in the blood; an incurable disease which, once contracted, cannot be got out of the system.…

— Monica Dickens

“Now that it was safe to drag their relationship out into the light and examine it mercilessly it was fantastic on what a thin…

— Monica Dickens

Writing is a cop-out. An excuse to live perpetually in fantasy land, where you can create, direct and watch the products of your own…

— Monica Dickens

“Mary could be as sullen or rebellious as anyone on occasion, but she never achieved the glorious abandon with which Angela simply went her…

— Monica Dickens

We dominate a horse by mind over matter. We could never do it by brute strength.

— Monica Dickens

“She had not told her mother about Denys, but she had a suspicion that Mrs. Shannon knew all about it nevertheless. It was unlike…

— Monica Dickens

“While they were dancing, the buoyancy that the champagne had given her left her all at once, and she slumped and felt suddenly tired…

— Monica Dickens

Come to the stable. Come to where the horses are, and the sweet, grainy, pungent smells.

— Monica Dickens

“What else happened?' she asked, not because she was particularly interested, but because one must talk to one's mother when she came to visit…

— Monica Dickens