Why a four-year-old child could understand this report. Run out and find me a four-year-old child. I can't make head nor tail out of it.
Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it...