Irish

The world's filled with people who don't know how good they are.

You're either one of them or you're not. You have the rest of your life to decide, and then to act on the decision.

Either way the problem is one of memory, that you can't remember how beautiful it was or how horrible it became. So that you have no choice but to live openly in the present.

Then the two sides of everything are one and the same, and you're finally free to see things as they are and declare yourself happy.