Some Favorite Quotes

I have finished reading "The Horse Whisperer" by Nicholas Evans. It's beautiful but it's kind of sad. It made me want to cry after the last sentence... Huhuhu! Why does he have to die? Anyways, here are some of my favorite quotes from this novel

For secrets uttered softly into pricked and troubled ears, these men were known as Whisperers

...These animals (horses) have got big hearts, there's nothing they want more than to do what you want them to. But when the messages con confused, all they can do is try and save themselves.

They (horses) are the most forgiving creatures God ever made

(Tom)

It's like asking a woman to dance... If you've got no confidence and you're scared she's gonna turn you down and you sidle up, looking at your boots, sure as eggs'll break, she'll turn you down. Of course, then you can try grabbing her and forcing her around the floor, but neither one of you's gonna end up enjoying it a whole lot.

(Tom's grandfather on a gentle way with horses)

Dancing and riding, it's the same damn thing...It's about trust and consent. You've gotten hold of one another. The man's leading but he's not dragging her, he's offering a feel and she feels it and goes with him. You're in harmony and moving to each other's rhythm, just following the feel.

(Tom's grandfather on riding with horses)

If only you could make now last forever.

(Tom's brother,Frank)

I guess that's all forever is...Just one long tail of nows. And I guess all you can do is try and live one now at a time without getting too worked up about the last now or the next now.

(Tom's father, Daniel)

These children of ours are precious, GOd - given creatures and when something goes wrong, we just have to stand right by them and do what's best.

It was she believed, a simple and unassailable fact of life that if a woman went to epic lengths to throw herself on the mercy of a man, the man would not, could not, refuse.

Maybe all mothers had such insight on their daughters and sometimes it was wonderful to be so understood.

All her life she had lived where she didn't belong.

She looked at the bulls lazing in the last of the sunshine. 'Who'd be a cow when you could lie around like these guys all day?'

(Annie)

Seeing the house standing there against the clear night sky, he'd thought of Rachel and the pain those walls had encased so many years ago. Now pain was encased there again, pain of the highest order, finely wrought by mutual guilt and used by wounded souls to punish those they love the most.

There were such moments, he knew, when the world chose thus to reveal itself not, as it might seem, to mock our plight or our irrelevance but simply to affirm, for us and for all life, the very act of being.

It's only the difference between looking and seeing. Look long enough and if you're doing it right you get to see.

(Tom)

...Where there's pain, there's still feeling and where there's feeling, there's hope

(Tom)

All things were one, and like a rider in harmony, the best a man could do was recognize the feel and go with it and be as true to it as his soul let him.

Because you're you. YOu're incredible. You're beautiful and you're strong. And you're the bravest person I ever met in my whole life

(Annie)

So special. Because I was the only one, I felt you both expected me to be so good at everything, so perfect and I wasn't, I was just me. And now I've gone and spoiled it all anyway.

(Grace)

...What a perilous commodity love was and that the proper calibration of its givng and taking was too precise by far for mere humans.

When he lays his hands on them you can ssee all the trouble just kind of fall out of them

(Tom)

'He had to the choice to go on fighting life or to accept it... He did. It was hard as hell, but he could have gone on. Gone on making himself more and more unhappy. But what he chose to do instead was to go to the brink and look beyond. And he saw what was there and he chose to accept it.' He turned to grace and put his hands on her shoulders. 'What just happened to him, laying down like that, was the worst thing he could imagine. And you know what? He found it was okay. Even you standing on him was okay. He saw you meant him no harm. The darkest hour comes before the dawn. That was Pilgrim's darkest hour and he survived it.

(Tom)

'Annie? Do you understand? It's real, real important you understand this. Sometimes what seems like surrender isn't surrender at all. It's about what's going on in our hearts. About seeing clearly the way life is and accepting it and being true to it, whatever the pain, because the pain of not being true to it si far, far greater.

(Tom)

Annie looked at it a long time before she opened it. She thought how strange it was that never till now had she seen Tom's handwriting. Inside, folded in a sheet of plain white paper, was the loop of cord he'd taken back from her on that last night they spent together in the creek house. On the paper, all he'd written was, In case you forget.