One of my favorite quotes came from Teddy Roosevelt and I’ve cherished it since the first time I ever heard it back in 1961. Teddy hated critics and loved the doers. I follow that same wisdom in that you will never hear me criticize anything or anyone. I just don’t have the time to be a critic. That is why I remain silent about all of the survival shows on TV, the survival schools that seem to be popping up daily based on so little experience it makes me bite my tongue. Grandfather in fact was the same way as Teddy and when I read him this quote I saw the tears in his eyes. The quote is as follows and I hope it brings you the inspiration it has brought me all of these years.
“it is not the critic who counts….The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whos face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly….who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.”
I hope you take this into your heart and dare greatly against all odds, against all criticism and cherish every moment of the good times and the bad. And by doing so there will never be bad times.
Blessings and In Medicine to all of you.