“In this world, Daisy, we are tiny. We can’t always win and we can’t always be happy. But the one thing that we can always do is try. There will always be Trashcan Johnsons”—a twitch of a smile crossed Daisy’s face—“ and you can’t change that. But you can change how she makes you feel.”

Daisy wasn't convinced. "How?"

"By climbing this tree with me."

It was the scariest thing Daisy had ever done. But somewhere before they reached the top a strange thing happened. Daisy's fear flew away like feathers in the world. At the bottom of the tree she was tiny, and the tree an invincible giant. At the top, the tree was still huge, but tiny though she was, she had climbed it.”