Oh! there is an organ playing in the street - a waltz too! I must leave off to listen.

For pleasures past I do not grieve, nor perils gathering near; My greatest grief is that I leave nothing that claims a tear.

I said a few weeks ago that J.R. wasn't playing well and if it continued, I would have to make some changes, and today was the perfect time to do that.

That's the job of playing quarterback. You have to take your shots. You've got to get up from it and go out and be ready to play.

There is no such thing as a life of passion any more than a continuous earthquake, or an eternal fever. Besides, who would ever shave themselves in such a state?

The poor dog, in life the firmest friend. The first to welcome, foremost to defend.