A poem by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Something to think about:

The mountain and the squirrel

• The mountain and the squirrel
• Had a quarrel,
• And the former called the latter, "Little Prig."
• Bun replied,
• But all sorts of things and weather
• Must be taken in together,
• To make up a year
• And a sphere.
• And I think it no disgrace
• To occupy my place.
• If I'm not so large as you,
• You are not so small as I,
• And not half so spry.
• I'll not deny you make
• A very pretty squirrel track;
• Talents differ; all is well and wisely put;
• If I cannot carry forests on my back,
• Neither can you crack a nut.