Learning when 'enough is enough' is the discipline of a lifetime.
One is taught by experience to put a premium on those few people who can appreciate you for what you are.
Who wanted to creep along in comfort when there was one chance in a thousand of flying?
You're supposed to get tired planting bulbs. But it's an agreeable tiredness.
None of us suddenly becomes something overnight. The preparations have been in the making for lifetime.
I work continuously within the shadow of failure. For every novel that makes it to my publisher's desk, there are at least five or six that died on the way. And even with the ones I do finish, I think of all the ways they might have been better.