Strong Man and Doer of Deeds
“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.”
“Citizenship in a Republic,”
Speech at the Sorbonne, Paris, April 23, 1910
Accomplish something today.
On Thursday morning I started driving from Florida to Austin, Texas. My Cadillac was as full as it could be while still being able to make a 1,000 mile journey. I was a little stressed because the lady whose house I had arranged to rent had backed out of the arrangement. I was headed to Texas with nowhere to stay, but the wheels were already in motion, as they say. Texas or bust. Somewhere between Tallahassee and Pensacola I had an epiphany and I began tailgating other drivers. ## 1. If you look the bottom left corner of my driver's...
Stress is Dirty
Stress seems unavoidable. But it's a paradox because unavoidable as it may be, it also doesn't exist. Not exactly. Your child is [hit by a car], and totters between life and death. The morphine drip beeps as you hover over your broken son for weeks, hoping against hope that he'll open his remaining eye and recognize you. A plethora of emotion overwhelms you, including anxiety and stress. Everything works out as well as it can for him. Later that month you receive the first of many medical bills. Your modest, middle class income is dwarfed by the high six figure...