"I was afraid, beause I could not control him.
But I learned to tame him and my fear.
He had no vigour and I had to bring it for the two of us.
He had no calmness and I had to calm down both of us.
I had a bad temper and I hit my horse.
I felt sorry and learned to control myself.
His eyes were faithful and said nothing about my insufficency.
My horse is my mirror that shows my good and my bad moods unmodified. Look into the eyes of your horse, but don't be frightened by the truth."
~ Bent Branderup, Academic Art of Riding