Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.

He came in about 5:45 this morning. As soon as we finish in here I'm going to send him home. We're going to ease him back into things. He's going to be watching film and in the planning stages in the meetings. I do not know yet if he will be on the field on Wednesday when we start to practice.

And still, after all this time,
The sun never says to the earth,
"You owe Me."

Look what happens with
A love like that,
It lights the Whole Sky.

Oh Cup-bearer, set my glass afire with the light of wine!

Don't be surprised at Fortune's turns and twists: That wheel has spun a thousand yarns before.