A View from Behind the Curtain: Fragility

Things are fragile in this world of ours

They bend or break as if afraid

I wonder why these things unbraid

Why do we build stuff like this today?

Why, oh why, do we shatter this way?

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 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.

Theodore Roosevelt, "Citizenship in a Republic,"  Speech at the Sorbonne, Paris, April 23, 1910

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Sunday, June 15, 2014

Fragility

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