Life is profoundly difficult.
What, after all, should be our purpose?
Around me, there are roughly two kinds of people.
First are those who want a “good-enough” life.
They run modest businesses at home, neither huge nor tiny, maybe cash out or do a small IPO, and thrive inside a comfortable, close-knit circle on this planet.
Second are those who want a life of great success.
They find ordinary victory dull, and strive—through words backed by real responsibility—to move the world forward. Such people live as if the entire Earth were their stage.
Which way should I go?
If I am to live only once, I want the grand triumph: a life so large that every human being comes to know my name.
That feeling must be dazzling—enough to make one faint with joy.