It is not the critic who
counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled 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 and comes up short again and
again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends
himself in a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows 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 know neither victory nor defeat.
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