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He may be Vader someday later, but now he's (justasmallfry) wrote in makebelievelog,

Anakin frowned. Yes, people were fallible, but Jedi weren’t people, they were Jedi. Master Qui-Gon had built up his hopes and expectations of being a Jedi, and had included that one simply almost lie – that he could be one of them. He had abilities beyond what anyone had encountered back home, that, plus a desire, seemed to have been all he needed. At least according to Master Qui-Gon. But when he’d arrived at the Temple he was greeted with impossible for him to meet prerequisites. He was too old, for starters. And then he was too emotional, too angry, too full of fear, and, though unspoken in that first judgment, too full of love. And he wasn’t sure he was willing to give up that last emotion, even if he tried his hardest to give up the first two.

And that was the other thing – trying. There was no try, do or do not.

“There is no try,” he repeated his masters’ saying. “There is do, or do not.” And then he looked down again, caving under the weight of what should have been his self-importance, but was really just false bravado. “There are a lot of things I don’t, uh… do, I guess.”