It is a truth universally acknowledged that one can be brilliant at riding a horse or brilliant at love-making, but not both. “And I don’t ride,” I often add suggestively...
“McLain.” The old man was looking me dead in the eye. We were both perched on the edge of wide stone steps that formed an oval amphitheater with a wide...
Finally, the day dawned at the Royal Windsor Horse Show when the stakes were high enough. I think about "stakes" a lot. In sport, and in life. In the movie...
“Step back! Step back! (Unintelligible) is coming through!” “Who?” “(Unintelligible)!” “Who’s that?” “PRINCE Edward!” “Who?” The woman looks at me like I’m crazy. “I’m sorry, I’m like…super American.” A group...
