I remember a verse from a poem by Robert Browning, Andrea del Sarto, that our history teacher made us memorize... "A man's reach should exceed his grasp, or what's a heaven for"... I think that's a good one to live by...I know I fall short every day of getting everything I wanted to get done...but it motivates me for the next day. I don't want to be like the old guy when his wife asked what he was going to do today, he said "nothing", she said that's what you did yesterday, he said I wasn't finished...
