I forgot about quotes, a ready source for daily posts. Here’s one that I’ve always liked. I need it today.
“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 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, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for 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 knew neither victory nor defeat.”
I’m resisting the urge to expound on this. I don’t think it needs any further expounding.
Here’s another one that says kind of the same thing in less words and more humor.
You might as well fall flat on your face as lean over too far backward.
I try to live my life by that last one. Leaning forward, fighting the headwinds of life (boy is that a cheesy phrase), risking ridicule, risking looking stupid, risking failure. I wind up with a scratched up nose (from falling flat on my face) but that’s okay. It’s liberating to give yourself permission to look like a fool. Go ahead. Give yourself the opportunity to look stupid today.