It is not luck but labour that makes a man. Luck, says an American writer, is ever waiting for something to turn up; labour with keen eyes and strong will always turns up something. Luck lies in bed and wishes the postman would bring him news of a legacy; labour turns out at six and with busy pen and ringing hammer lays the foundation of competence. Luck whines, labour watches. Luck relies on chance, labour on character. Luck slips downwords to self- indulgence; labour strides upwards and aspires to independece. The conviction, therefore, is extending that diligence is the mother of good luck. In other words, that a man's success in life will be proportionate to his efforts, to his industry, to his attention to small
Which one of the following statements sums up the meaning of the passage?
A Luck waits without exertion, but labour exerts without waiting.
B Luck waits and complains without working while labour achieves success although it complains.
C Luck is self-indulgent, but labour is selfless.
D Luck often ends in defeat, but labour produces luck.