IT`S NOT THE CRITIC WHO COUNTS. NOT THE MAN WHO POINTS OUT WHERE THE STRONG MAN STUMBLED OR WHERE THE DOER OF GREAT 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 UP SHORT AGAIN AND AGAIN. AND WHO, WHILE DARING GREATLY, SPENDS HIMSELF IN A WORTHY CAUSE SO THAT HIS PLACE MAY NOT BE AMONG THOSE COLD AND TIMED SOULS WHO KNOW NEITHER VICTORY NOR DEFEAT.
