The Man in The Arena

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.”
― Theodore Roosevelt

Theodore Roosevelt is someone that I’ve recently come to admire.  When he was younger , he had severe asthma and was too afraid to play,  so he spent all his time indoors reading books.  Till one day, when his father told him to ‘man up’ and overcome his frail nature through ‘willpower and mental toughness ‘. And that was what it took.  I do not know how many personal battles he fought or what inner demons he had to defeat,  but he later became  a naturalist, ornithologist, cowboy, conservationist, ranchman, war hero, writer, hunter and politician. And after reading what he wrote above, all I can say is that there are very few people that inspire me the way he does.

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