“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; who’s face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and 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 timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.”
- Theodore Roosevelt
This beautiful quote has come across my path a few times recently. It it making me truly have a look at different aspects of my life and question am I in the arena, or am I timidly sitting on the side?
That balance between doing something that scares me a little but deep down I know is true. Our days, our lives are full of so many chances to step our feet into the arena of life, the tricky bit is first to recognise these chances and then to take them. Each little step, no matter how small has the option to bring us closer to that arena of life.
