Losing doesn't eat at me the way it used to. I just get ready for the next play, the next read more

Losing doesn't eat at me the way it used to. I just get ready for the next play, the next game, the next season.

Things that are not at all, are never lost.

Things that are not at all, are never lost.

Whoever said, "It's not whether you win or lose that counts," probably lost.

Whoever said, "It's not whether you win or lose that counts," probably lost.

Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.

Our wasted oil unprofitably burns,
Like hidden lamps in old sepulchral urns.

The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.

The loss which is unknown is no loss at all.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

Having nothing, nothing can he lose.

There is no comparison between that which is lost by not succeeding and that lost by not trying.

There is no comparison between that which is lost by not succeeding and that lost by not trying.

That's what learning is, after all; not whether we lose the game, but how we lose and how we've changed read more

That's what learning is, after all; not whether we lose the game, but how we lose and how we've changed because of it and what we take away from it that we never had before, to apply to other games. Losing, in a curious way, is winning.

But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.

But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.