Bear Bryant

Truth crushed to earth shall rise again:
Th' eternal years of God are hers;
But Error, wounded, read more

Truth crushed to earth shall rise again:
Th' eternal years of God are hers;
But Error, wounded, writhes in pain,
And dies among his worshippers.

In a crisis, don't hide behind anything or anybody. They're going to find you anyway.

In a crisis, don't hide behind anything or anybody. They're going to find you anyway.

The faint old man shall lean his silver head
To feel thee; thou shalt kiss the child asleep,
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The faint old man shall lean his silver head
To feel thee; thou shalt kiss the child asleep,
And dry the moistened curls that overspread
His temples, while his breathing grows more deep.

The summer day is closed, the sun is set:
Well they have done their office, those bright hours,
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The summer day is closed, the sun is set:
Well they have done their office, those bright hours,
The latest of whose train goes softly out
In the red west.

There's no substitute for guts.

There's no substitute for guts.