It is not the critic who counts;
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena,
Who strives valiantly;
Who errs, who falls short again and again;
Who has known great enthusiasms;
Who spend himself in a worthy cause;
Who, at the best, knows in the end
The triumph of high achievement,
And who, at the worst, knows
If he fails, at least he fails
While daring greatly.
The war between Light and Darkness is not fought
with the clash of great armies
or with the mighty force of arms.
It is contested one life at a time.
For no matter how many are turned toward the Dark,
No matter how many become corrupt,
the Darkness cannot break
Mans capacity for Hope.
Darkness can never conquer Love.