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.

I’m still a fan.

I liked this photo a lot… got it from Ann Masibo’s Blog.

Quick google image search reveals that the model is 

India Christin Lane.

If you know her personally, let her know that this is the most exquisite photo I’ve come across in a while :o)

Tweeting thumb down :(

an injury that happened on Sep
12th is coming back to haunt me now… I never even knew what a nail bed was before this.

For those who get to inspire others. Here is to Gina Din.

Anonymous asked: Msg me on Yahoo Messenger right now my SN is deborahmeliabb121370

ammm I’m not so sure I know what that is. :|

The Song That Never Was - Remix via Sarah Brown