No living creature can laugh except man. Trees may bleed when they are wounded, and beasts① in the field will cry in pain and hunger, yet only I have the gift of laughter and it is mine to use whenever I choose. Henceforth② I will cultivate③ the habit of laughter.
I will laugh at the world.
And so long as I can laugh never will I be poor. This, then, is one of nature’s greatest gifts, and I will waste it no more. Only with laughter and happiness can I truly become a success. Only with laughter and happiness can I enjoy the fruits of my labor. Were it not so, far better would it be to fail, for happiness is the wine that sharpens④ the taste of the meal. To enjoy success I must have happiness, and laughter will be the maiden⑤ who serves me.
I will be happy.
I will be successful.