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He was a horse of goodly countenance, rather expressive of vigilance than fire; though an unnatural appearance of fierceness was thrown into it by the loss of his ears, which had been cropped pretty close to his head.

— Augustus Baldwin Longstreet

Sentiment: POSITIVE

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✓Similar Perspectives

A horse is a thing of beauty... none will tire of looking at him as long as he displays himself in his splendor.

— Xenophon

Sometimes a great wound or concussion of the head, especially which happens by falling headlong from an high place, brings a prejudice and weakness to the animal faculty, dulling the understanding.

— Thomas Willis

I have seen him set fire to his wigwam and smooth over the graves of his fathers... clap his hand in silence over his mouth, and take the last look over his fair hunting ground, and turn his face in sadness to the setting sun.

— George Catlin

These are excellent lessons to break him, and make him light in hand: but nothing puts a horse so much upon his haunches, and consequently makes him so light in hand, as my new method of the pillar.

— William Cavendish

He flung himself from the room, flung himself upon his horse and rode madly off in all directions.

— Stephen Leacock

A horse is dangerous at both ends and uncomfortable in the middle.

— Ian Fleming

His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.

— Anne Bronte

✗Opposing Perspectives

In my mind's eye, Shakespeare is a huge, hot sea-beast, with fire in his veins and ice on his claws and inscrutable eyes, who looks like an inchoate hump under the encrustations of live barnacle-commentaries, limpets and trailing weeds.

— A. S. Byatt

This man, although he appeared so humble and embarrassed in his air and manners, and passed so unheeded, had inspired me with such a feeling of horror by the unearthly paleness of his countenance, from which I could not avert my eyes, that I was unable longer to endure it.

— Adelbert von Chamisso

So great was the extremity of his pain and anguish, that he did not only sigh but roar.

— Matthew Henry