Adversity is the midwife of genius.

After making a mistake or suffering a misfortune, the man of genius always gets back on his feet.

Towering genius disdains a beaten path. It seeks regions hitherto unexplored.

True genius resides in the capacity for evaluation of uncertain, hazardous, and conflicting information.

Even the genius asks questions.

I used to think I must be a genius, but nobody's noticed. I used to wonder whether I'm a genius or I'm not, which is it? I used to think, well, I can't be mad, because nobody's put me away, therefore, I'm a genius. A genius is a form of madness, and we're all that way, you know, and I used to be a bit coy about it, like my guitar playing.