Monday 27 September 2010

Coals or crowns. Kings or clowns.

'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 in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly...who knows the 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 have never known neither victory nor defeat.'
- Theodore Roosevelt



I agree Teddy. I'd rather be a nobody trying to tell everybody about a somebody, than be a nobody who is oblivious to the battle that rages, idly sitting on the couch, with my umpteenth lager, pot noodle and pay-per-view, as the trespasses pile on top without a second reflection.

Anything but 'Lukewarm', please!