A man without humor is like a wagon without springs, in which one jolts over every pebble. With humor, he is like a Rolls Royce with springs, riding over the roughest roads and scarcely feeling anything but a pleasant rocking motion.
"Difficulties melt away before the man who carries about a cheerful spirit and persistently refuses to be discouraged, while they accumulate before the one who is always groaning over his hard luck and scanning the horizon for clouds not yet in sight."
"To one man," says Schopenhauer, "the world is barren, dull, and superficial; to another, rich, interesting, and full of meaning." If one loves beauty and looks for it, he will see it wherever he goes. If there is music in his soul, he will hear it everywhere; every object in nature will sing to him.
Two men who live in the same house and do the same work may not live in the same world. Although they are under the same roof, one may see only deformity and ugliness; to him the world is out of joint, everything is cross-grained and out of sorts: the other is surrounded with beauty and harmony; everybody is kind to him; nobody wishes him harm. These men see the same objects, but they do not look through the same glasses; one looks through a smoked glass which drapes the whole world in mourning, the other looks through rose-colored lenses which tint everything with loveliness and touch it with beauty.
Take two persons just home from a vacation. "One has positively seen nothing, and has always been robbed; the landlady was an unhappy wench, the bedroom was filthy, and the meals dull and tough. The other has always found the coziest nooks, the cheapest houses, the best landladies, the finest views, and the tastiest dinners."
The choice is yours! Success often comes to the one who sees life through the rose-colored glasses.
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