There's a subtle courage here that has nothing to do with speed—Lincoln isn't celebrating plodding determination, but rather the willingness to accept the cost of progress. Most of us mistake hesitation for wisdom, reversing course whenever doubt whispers; what he captures is the distinction between moving *thoughtfully* and moving *tentatively*. A person might take years deciding whether to leave a bad marriage or change careers, but once that decision is made, the wisdom lies in not seconding-guessing it into paralysis. The real strength isn't the stride length; it's the commitment to keep your face pointed forward, mistakes and all.