No one other than you yourself can know exactly how much of that outward brilliance you have is due to luck. A chance statement, a random thought, a fortuitous turn which you never thought amount to anything.
No one, too, would know how much of that apparent simplicity in which you present your brilliance, is the result of how much untold hardwork and brain-wreaking formulations. They just see the end-products, the easily grasped fruits of your labor, and assumed whatever that sounds easy, must have been easy to begin with.
How then, we ask, can anyone reasonably claim to admire your brilliance.
For believe me! — the secret for harvesting from existence the greatest fruitfulness and the greatest enjoyment is: to live dangerously! Build your cities on the slopes of Vesuvius! Send your ships into uncharted seas! Live at war with your peers and yourselves! Be robbers and conquerors as long as you cannot be rulers and possessors, you seekers of knowledge! — Nietzsche, The Gay Science
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