“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

I hope everyone who is in the crazy snowstorm, is enjoying the crazy snowstorm. For more crazy enjoyment, perhaps you could try the Carnival of the Insanities. Crazy vanities here.

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Then there's the Carnival of the Insanities.

Yet another great Carnival of the Insanities, and some Vanities here.

A brilliant Haunted House Carnival of the Godless is up at Greta Christina’s blog, and another crazy Carnival of the Insanities at Dr. Sanity’s blog. If you’re still trying to figure out the whole man-woman thing, then Archer at Lawyerworld Land has advice for the lovelorn: Men are from Proxima Centauri, Women are from Sector B.