Jenny, she's aw weet, peer body, Jenny's like to cry; For she hes weet her petticoats In gangin' thro' the rye, Peer body.

And ye sall walk in silk attire, And siller hae to spare, Gin ye'll consent to be his bride, Nor think o'Donald mair.

Thoughts by a graveside are too dark and deep to be sustained for any length of time. Sooner or later the hurt mind turns to the sun for healing, and this is as it should be, for otherwise, what future could any of us hope for, but madness?

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.

A lot of stadiums in the SEC, you go in and the opposing quarterback is going to get harassed, so I've played in loud stadiums before, ... But I don't know if I've played in a place where their team had a reason to dislike me.

[When I went to Tennessee], I could name you every quarterback in the SEC for the last 20 years,'' said Peyton, the draft's No. 1 overall pick in 1998.