“He was Death, and he'd ridden in on a pale horse...”

“[From Pale Horse, Pale Rider]The road to death is a long march beset with all evils. . .”

“Weary of liberty, he suffered himself to be saddled and bridled, and was ridden to death for his pains.”

“I've been riding horses since I was eight. I've never ridden well. Still, there's nothing I'd rather do.”

“A great fear came over me, and my body went entirely cold, and I stood as if paralyzed with fear; for I knew that the horse was no earthly horse, but the pale horse that will be sent at the Day of Reckoning, and the rider of it is Death; and it was Death himself who stood behind me, with his arms wrapped around me as tight as iron bands, and his lipless mouth kissing my neck as if in love. But as well as the horror, I also felt a strange longing.”

“I’ve never ridden a bike before.”Horse leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the mouth. “Lookin’ forward to being your first, babe.”