"Do you give the horse his strength? Or clothe his neck with a flowing mane? Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting? He paws fiercely, rejoicing in his strength, and charges into the fray. He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing. He does not shy away from the sword. The quiver rattles against his side, along with the flashing spear and lance. In frenzied excitement, he eats up the ground. He cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds."


Secretariat (via willpossessyourheart)

"He laughs at the face of danger. He does not shy away from the sword. He cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds."


Penny Chenry: Secretariat (via brick-by-boring-brick101)