It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where read more

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.

You don't develop courage by being happy in your relationships everyday. You develop it by surviving difficult times and challenging read more

You don't develop courage by being happy in your relationships everyday. You develop it by surviving difficult times and challenging adversity.

The scars you acquire while exercising courage will never make you feel inferior.

The scars you acquire while exercising courage will never make you feel inferior.

No man in the world has more courage than the man who can stop after eating one peanut.

No man in the world has more courage than the man who can stop after eating one peanut.

It takes vision and courage to create, it takes faith and courage to prove.

It takes vision and courage to create, it takes faith and courage to prove.

Perfect valour consists in doing without witnesses that which we would be capable of doing before everyone.

Perfect valour consists in doing without witnesses that which we would be capable of doing before everyone.

There's only one way you can fail, and that's to quit.

There's only one way you can fail, and that's to quit.

The soul, secured in her existence, smiles
At the drawn dagger, and defies its point.

The soul, secured in her existence, smiles
At the drawn dagger, and defies its point.

It was just him and me. He fought with honor. If it weren't for his honor, he and the others read more

It was just him and me. He fought with honor. If it weren't for his honor, he and the others would have beaten me together. They might have killed me, then. His sense of honor saved my life. I didn't fight with honor... I fought to win.