Theodore Roosevelt (1858-1919), on Those Who Count ::

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 … Continue reading Theodore Roosevelt (1858-1919), on Those Who Count ::

Marcus Clarke (1846-1881), on the Ocean ::

When the sea hisses, it speaks, and speech breaks the spell of terror; when it is inert, heaving noiselessly, it is dumb, and seems to brood over mischief. The ocean in a calm is like a sulky giant; one dreads that it may be meditating evil. Moreover, an angry sea looks less vast in extent than a calm one. Its mounting waves bring the horizon … Continue reading Marcus Clarke (1846-1881), on the Ocean ::

Friedrich Nietszche (1844-1900), on Masters ::

Masters of the very first order can be recognised by the following characteristic: in all matters great and small they know with perfect assurance how to find the end, whether it be the end of a melody or the end of a thought, whether it be the fifth act of a tragedy or the end of a political action. The very best of the second-in-rank … Continue reading Friedrich Nietszche (1844-1900), on Masters ::