"It is not the ctitic 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 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


Monday, April 5, 2010

Endings

~Sometimes your greatest asset is simply your ability to stick with it longer than anyone else.
~Brian Tracy

I would love a show of hands of who has never flipped to the last page of a book before they got there. Yes, I know that's not very realistic, but it would be interesting. Against my better judgment, I've done it several times. Alright, maybe more than several-but that was a while ago.

Sometimes I just wanted to make sure my favorite character didn't die. Sometimes I had to make sure the one couple ended up together. Usually, it worked out like I had hoped. And knowing how it would end was comforting. Yet, I would still read through the rest of the book-I had to know how they got to the end.

And sometimes, sometimes I wish I could flip to the last page of my book-see who "survives," maybe what friendships lasted, and who ended up together. I've thought that would give me a comfort, just knowing. But I don't think it would. Sometimes, reading the last page of a book ruined the book-not always though, and those times it just made it a little less exciting, a little less nerve-racking, a little less captivating.

Yes, I can say tomorrow I'll go to class, I'll read in the library until someone annoys me or I start to fall asleep, and I'll avoid doing homework. But I don't know what we'll do in class or who I'll talk to. I don't know what will happen to annoy me or how long before I almost fall asleep-maybe I will fall asleep in the library-wouldn't that be fun. And I don't know what I will find to keep me away from my homework. And I don't really want to know, until it happens.

It's kind of exciting when you don't know. The anticipation of something is usually better than the something itself. So I don't want to know where I'll be in a year, don't want a glimpse of myself in five years. It would take away from what I'm doing now. Haha, and while this doesn't seem all that exciting now, I guess it kind of is :)

1 comment:

  1. Excellent point, sister! It was great to see you this weekend!

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