Will this get you going for Lisbon!

It is not the critic who counts: nor the person who points out how the
strong person stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better.
The credit belongs to the person 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 the 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.