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, The Man in the Arena
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It’s such a great feeling. Getting a card in the mail from one of your favorite people (shout out to Meg Staley!) full of gossip and news and jokes. And when the card itself is also just about perfect? That takes the cake. She sent me this gem in the mail, which I got yesterday. And oh boy, does that girl know me or what?
The only thing that would have made it better, would have been if she got Ryan Gosling to lick the envelope shut.
You can shop the card here at Grey Moggie Press.
To achieve great things, you need a plan and not quite enough time. — Leonard Bernstein
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I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. —
Sylvia Plath
(Get some other quotes by this brilliant, tragic lady over on Matchbook)
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