It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat. - Teddy Roosevelt on citizenship in a republic
My favorite speech of all time!
The problem comes when the guy errs comes short again, again and again. Each time trying to get different results by doing the same thing.
I use to have this quote on my wall.
You know the mother fucker was shot in the chest before giving this speech, refused medical aid, and continued giving the speech?
They don’t build men like they use too.
Men used to be made of stronger stuff