O, wad some Power the giftie gie us To see oursels as others see us! It wad frae monie a blunder free us, An' foolish notion.
Gin a body meet a body Coming thro' the rye, Gin a body kiss a body— Need a body cry?
An atheist's laugh 's a poor exchange For Deity offended!
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to min?
A women can make an average man great, and a great man average.
Some books are lies frae end to end.