“He who dares does not win – not always – but he who wins is ever daring.”
You have heard it said, “he who dares, wins.”
That’s bullshit.
He who dares might die. Daring men froze to death seeking the south pole, drowned in storms and died of scurvy on their way ’round the world, fell in battle with men of other lands and diseases unknown back home.He who dares might fail. Tens or hundreds and maybe thousands wasted their lives in search of the northwest passage, which did not exist. Daring men fail in business daily, and the first great courage of a young boy is to ask the girl for love who doesn’t love him back.
He who dares might dare to do wrongly, might do the wrong brave act and find himself alone or crippled or destitute. He who dares might rise only to fall. He who dares might be the madman others take him for… but that is why he is daring.
It is no great bravery to sit content at home, to work the same quiet, easy labor all your life, to spend your heartbeats for nothing better than to stave off death. It is not courageous to turn back from fear and say ‘no’ to them that face theirs. It is not daring to give up in the face of great odds, or to avoid great odds altogether in the first place.
And although the daring man might die badly, alone and forgotten, you can be sure that every man you remember from all of history was daring in some way. The petty kings before Sargon and Gilgamesh who sat and were wealthy are long forgotten. Rockerfeller, Carnegie and Vanderbilt are remembered while the old rich of their time have faded to obscurity. The merchants who stayed safe and fretted for their businesses in 18th-century Boston are forgotten, but Washington and Jefferson and Hancock and Franklin are remembered.
He who dares does not win – not always – but he who wins is ever daring.”
–http://kaiserleib.com/blog/
