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It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where read more
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 and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, 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 he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
Flatter me, and I may not believe you. Criticize me, and I may not like you. Ignore me, and I read more
Flatter me, and I may not believe you. Criticize me, and I may not like you. Ignore me, and I may not forgive you. Encourage me, and I will not forget you. Love me and I may be forced to love you.
Give no time to finding fault of criticism.
Give no time to finding fault of criticism.
Honest criticism is hard to take - especially when it comes from a relative, a friend, an acquaintance, or a read more
Honest criticism is hard to take - especially when it comes from a relative, a friend, an acquaintance, or a stranger.
He was in Logic, a great critic,
Profoundly skill'd in Analytic;
He could distinguish, and divide
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He was in Logic, a great critic,
Profoundly skill'd in Analytic;
He could distinguish, and divide
A hair 'twixt south and south-west side.
Animals are such agreeable friends - they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms.
Animals are such agreeable friends - they ask no questions, they pass no criticisms.
Reviewers are forever telling authors they can't understand them.
The author might often reply: Is that my fault?
Reviewers are forever telling authors they can't understand them.
The author might often reply: Is that my fault?
He has a right to criticize, who has a heart to help.
He has a right to criticize, who has a heart to help.
Too nicely Jonson knew the critic's part,
Nature in him was almost lost in art.
Too nicely Jonson knew the critic's part,
Nature in him was almost lost in art.
