Quotes by : Elyne Mitchell

Legends of the Silver Stallion had been told for years now, whenever mountain stockmen met round the....

the oncoming night was filled with the mystery of unknown places and of distance, of things that happened....

Here, also, the future was cried aloud by the wind through the rocks, so that all those who heard would....

Dreams were dreams only one facet of what might be the truth of the world

There was some rhythm, some ecstasy in this dance of flight that expressed the fact that happiness which....

For God took a handful of blizzard snow, blew on it and created the horse.

Just then, down through the last glimmer of twilight, stepping high and free, like a cloud, a moth, a....

Life and summer are fleeting,’ sang the bird. ‘Snow and dark, and the winter comes. Nothing remains....

A long shaft of light came down from the sun behind the clouds and fell on the rearing, striking horses....

Long miles of snow and mountains spun out behind him, and his hooves scattered stardust or snow crystals.....