Let Wall Street have a nightmare and the whole country has to help them back to bed again.
The old horse is coming back in a high lope. Thousands of people are riding a horse today that five years ago couldn’t sit in a Ford with all the doors locked.
Polo, racing and horse shows all are doing great work to help the farmer and rancher to raise better horses.
Legalize racing in every State. Sure people will bet, but they get to see the horses run and you certain can’t see General Motors and General Electric and General Utility run when you bet on them.
Horses raise what the farmer eats and eats what the farmer raises. You can’t plow the ground and get gasoline.
I love horses and I only ask-don’t let me know which one we are eating today.
The country has gone sane and got back to horses.
There is a horse here-the furthest north of any horse, and he eats fish and travels on snowshoes.
There will never be a time when the old horse is not superior to any auto ever made.
Statistics have proven that the surest way to get anything out of the public mind and never hear of it again is to have a Senate committee appointed to look into it.
Hundreds and hundreds of beautiful horses in the parade and a man without a silver saddle is a vagrant.
Be a politician; no training necessary.
In Washington, one man could do what ten of them do. Things kinder run themselves, anyhow.
Politicians are dumb, but they can count to 50% plus one.
Both political parties have their good times and bad times, only they have them at different times.
They are each good when they are out, and each bad when they are in.
We elect our Presidents, be they Republican or Democrat, then start daring ’em to make good.
In Europe public men do resign. But here it’s a lost art. You have to impeach ’em.
We fed ’em Xmas and New Years; now all the poor have to do is just fill the few meals until next Xmas.
People should be more concerned with the return of their principal than the return on their principal.