If You Get Into The Habit Of

I Am Never Afraid Of What I Know.

The First Place That I Can Well Remember Was A Large Pleasant Meadow With A Pond Clear Water In It. Some Shady Trees Leaned Over It, And Rushes And Water-lilies Grew At The Deep End.

Why Don't They Cut Their Own Children's Ears Into Points To Make Them Look Sharp? Why Don't They Cut Off Their Noses To Make Them Look Plucky? One Would Be Just As Sensible As The Other. What Right Have They To Torment And Disfigure God's Creatures?

We Call Them Dumb Animals, And So They Are, For They Cannot Tell Us How They Feel, But They Do Not Suffer Less Because They Have No Words.

I Must Say...that More Unmanly, Brutal Treatment Of A Little Pony It Was Never My Painful Lot To Witness; And By Giving Way To Such Passion, You Injure Your Own Character As Much, Nay More, Than You Injure Your Horse, And Remember, We Shall All Have To Be Judged According To Our Works, Whether They Be Towards Man Or Towards Beast.