Nobody tells you when success comes around; in its transient way, you're just working and exhausted all the time. Sometimes I think I'm just sleeping in the back of cars, d'you know what I mean?
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't dwell on success. Maybe that's one reason I'm successful.
There's a false notion that success is a zero sum game. To win in our careers we have to give up family. To work hard we have to sacrifice sleep. To accomplish we must take (or borrow or steal) from somewhere else in our lives. It's just not the case.
Success is almost totally dependent upon drive and persistence. The extra energy required to make another effort or try another approach is the secret of winning.
A lot of people don't have near the amount of success as I've been blessed to have, and it's all about working hard and hoping that continues.
Sometimes, success almost haunts you. You want to be the best at everything you do and know you have to work hard.
I'm aware that success can overwhelm you. The perception of you can be elevated to such a status that it's not you any more.
Success is always something completely different to people. I feel like I've succeeded, if I'm doing something that makes me happy and I'm not lying to anybody. I'm not doing that now, so I feel really good about myself.
I mean, there are times when you aren't working, but still believe that work will come.
Success isn't supposed to happen, no matter how hard you work. There's no guarantee you're going to succeed. There's nothing set in stone.
Success is a sort of metaphysical experience. I live exactly as I did before - only on a slightly bigger scale. Naturally, I won't be corrupted. I'll sit there in my Rolls, uncorrupted, and tell my chauffeur, uncorruptedly, where to go.