The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly; so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.
Born to a family of wealth, Theodore Roosevelt could have led a quiet life of indulgence and plenty. Instead he devoted himself to service to the country, one of the few elected officials who actually deserved the title public servant. He combined this with a belief that life is an adventure, sometimes a hard and dangerous one, but always an adventure. Roosevelt always heard the trumpets of life and he led his life at a joyous charge. As a country and a civilization we desperately need his energy, his optimism and his sheer joy. May we know his like again at the head of our nation.
Death had to take him in his sleep, for if he was awake there’d have been a fight.
Remark of Charles Marshall, Vice President of the United States, upon hearing of the death of Theodore Roosevelt