Time Experience Thoughts

"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." (Excerpt from a speech by Theodore Roosevelt at the Sorbonne, Paris, France, April 23, 1910.)

By Walt Whitman I. O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting, While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring. But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding drops of red! Where on the deck my Captain lies, Fallen cold and dead. II. O captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells; Rise up! For you the flag is flung, for you the bugle trills: For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths, for you the shores a-crowding: For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning. Here Captain! dear father! This arm beneath your head; It is some dream that on the deck, You've fallen cold and dead. III. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still; My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will; The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done; From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won! Exult, O ...

They see him go down, And we see him come into our lives . They’ve known him, eon upon eon. We want to know his every movement , his every new sigh . They perceive his full potential, While we try to even conceive of it. They're able to help beyond measure. We desperately desire to more fully love and give. They watch over him all day long . For now, we can’t take our eyes off him . They’ve sent him out into this world . We are learning to let him walk on his own. They provide companions to share his journey. We want to know all his friends. They build him up, deep in his soul. We seek to support all that is positive inside . They infuse him with knowledge of the heart; While we try to teach him all we know. . . and thereby know more and better ourselves. They knit our hearts together as one; He (Ryan) teaches us things we never knew . They desire us to see his true inner self. We now see , and love what we see. They've loved him, and us, so perfectly for so long,...