Genius is an infinite capacity for taking life by the scruff of the neck.
Only the really plain people know about love - the very fascinating ones try so hard to create an impression that they soon exhaust their talents.
It's a business you go into because your an egocentric. It's a very embarrassing profession.
If you have to support yourself you had bloody well better find some way that is going to be interesting.
I don't think that work ever really destroyed anybody. I think that lack of work destroys them a hell of a lot more.
It's life isn't it? You plow ahead and make a hit. And you plow on and someone passes you. Then someone passes them. Time levels.