“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
There’s a beautiful saying, “You can’t win if you’re not in the game.”
So, Walk the talk.
Today, in a conversation I’ve had with one of my former student (now a brother alike) who recently completed his Chartered Accountant exam after more than 7 attempts; He for sure is a fucking warrior; We went on to touch upon the idea of “when will one’s life be better at all?” To which I finished off with a quote by one of my mentor Naval Ravikant — “Desire is a contract that you make with yourself to be unhappy until you get what you want.”
Implying the fact that for any kind of noble progress pursuit, it does demand suffering, it does sought sacrifice, it does crave commitment, it does call for patience.
That, Life for all good intents and purposes rewards action than the intelligence as James Clear clearly puts it.
That to live a life of purpose, that to be able to take up more responsibilities is more worthy that to merely wish for life to get better.
That so many great people fail to get even started in the first place, and signaling plastic virtuousness in absence of clear actions is obvious stupidity!
Walk the Talk.
Namaste.