We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorns have roses.
The real cleverness here lies in how Karr flips our natural tendency to notice what *bothers* us first—he's not simply saying "be grateful," but rather proposing that the same object contains both the problem and the beauty simultaneously, waiting only for our attention to shift. When you're nursing a bleeding finger after pruning roses for your mother's birthday arrangement, you could reasonably curse the thorn; but Karr suggests the thorn and rose are inseparable partners, not enemies in competition. The insight that matters most is that choosing optimism isn't about denying the thorn exists—it's about recognizing we have genuine power over which feature we *permit* to define our experience. That distinction between acknowledging pain and allowing it to eclipse everything else is what separates this from mere cheerfulness.