I felt like I was better last night, but no one else noticed...I read this about five or six times while we were waiting in the green room (our Step III instructor gave it to us spring quarter, five of us were in that class together.):
"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 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, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in 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 fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat." - Theodore Roosevelt
A scene partner I worked with about a-year-and-a-half ago ushered tonight. She said she saw progress in the work I was doing...so thank you for that.
Believe in your work, whatever it is.
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