People liked to brag about the crazy hours they worked, and Justine would just lough, knowing Musk had lived a more extreme version of the Silicon Valley lifestyle than they could imagine. “I had friends who complained that their husbands came home at seven or eight,” she said. “Elon would come home at eleven and work some more. People didn’t always get the sacrifice he made in order to be where he was.”1
Ein solches Opfer kann man nur ertragen, wenn mein großes, ein wirklich großes Ziel hat.
Ashlee Vance (2016): Elon Musk, Great Britain: Penguin Random House. ↩