The must-be-nicers never want to think about any of that. A lot of those guys who utter, “Oh, I’d love to be able to do that” really and truly wouldn’t love it. If you put them under that pressure, I guarantee you, they wouldn’t love it at all. They wouldn’t even remotely like it. It’s too much. It’s too hard. For me, success has come at a high, sometimes not-so-nice price. For me, “Must be nice” is the swan song of incompetence. “Must be nice” is the white flag of defeat. There is nothing nice and light and sweet about success. Heavy lies the crown, and it comes with a not-so-nice price.
