Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, difficulty. I have never in my life envied a human being who led an easy life. I have envied a great many people who led difficult lives and led them well.
I love this quote by Teddy Roosevelt. So much so, it is the second time this week I have posted it. Why?
I admire my fellow Teddy Roosevelt’s. Individuals who
- consistently work hard.
- are dedicated to family.
- practice their Christian beliefs for their Father’s pleasure, not men’s.
- willingly help their fellow man.
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 and comes short again and again because there is not effort without error and shortcomings. But who does actually strive to do the deed.
Who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion. 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 he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
Individuals who speak softly and carry a big stick.
Individuals who are a VOICE in the deafening sound of sameness!