On this day in 1910, former President Theodore Roosevelt made a speech on the subject of “Citizenship in a Republic” at the Sorbonne in Paris. One notable passage on page seven of the 35-page speech is referred to as “The Man in the Arena.”
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.
These are good words to remember from our most active and hard-working president!
So did you take my advice and watch Stagecoach last night? I was feeling
a little very down in the dumps because daughter #1 had returned to NYC that morning, so I knew it would be just the ticket to put me back on track. And it was.
It’s amazing how a little bit of sagebrush drama,
exquisitely told by the master of the genre,
with a generous dose of this guy
in the part that blew open his career can do that. It is such a great movie with such finely drawn characters.
And have I mentioned that the OM gave me this for my birthday?
Life is good, right?
Okay so I like the strong silent type. I get it. The man in the arena.