“That is the way Emerson said it. But here is the way a poet -the late Douglas Mallochsaidit:If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill.Be a scrub in the valley-but beThe best little scrub by the side of the rill;Be a bush, if you can't be a tree.If you can't be a bush, be a bit of the grass.If you can't be a muskie, then just be a bass-But the liveliest bass in the lake!We can't all be captains, we've got to be crew.There's something for all of us here.There's big work to do and there's lesser to doAnd the task we must do is the near.If you can't be a highway, then just be a trail,If you can't be the sun, be a star;It isn't by the size that you win or you fail-Be the best of whatever you are!”

“If you can't be a highway, then just be a trail,If you can't be the sun, be a star;It isn't by size that you win or you fail-Be the best of whatever you are.”

“Just do your best," Mom said. "You can't do any better than your best.”

“But sometimes you can't figure everything out because you can't ever really understand other people. You can't understand why they do what they do. You just have to accept a little mystery, Ben. People are mysterious, the world is mysterious. You can't know everything. You're not supposed to. This isn't a history book. It's just the world. It's a messy place.”

“If you can't do, you had best shut up. He started to slam the door, thought better of it. If you can't do, you'd best not slam doors.”

“If you can't fly then run, if you can't run then walk, if you can't walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.”