What I fear vastly more than failure in trying is failure to try. To me the greatest buffoon isn't the one on the dance floor. It is the one coolly sipping his drink at the bar wanting to dance but paralyzed by uncertainty. I contempt those who've thrown in the towel before even stepping into the ring.

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