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You cannot remain unmoved by the
gentleness and conformation of a well-bred and well-trained horse – more than a
thousand pounds of big-boned, well-muscled animal, slick of coat and sweet of
smell, obedient and mannerly, and yet forever a menace with its innocent power
and ineradicable inclination to seek refuge in flight, and always a burden with
its need to be fed, wormed, and shod, with its liability to cuts and infections,
to laming and heaves. But when it greets you with a nicker, nuzzles your chest,
and regards you with a large and liquid eye, the question of where you want to
be and what you want to do has been answered.
- Albert Borgmann, Crossing the Postmodern Divide, 1992