I went to Princeton primarily because I wanted to study physics, and it's such a fantastic place to study physics. Things went fairly well until I got to quantum mechanics, there were about 30 people in the class by that point and it was so hard for me, and I just remember there was a point in this where I realized, I'm never gonna be a great physicist! There were 3 or 4 people in the class whose brains were so clearly wired differently to process these highly abstract concepts. I mean I was doing well in terms of the grades I was getting, but for me, it was laborious hard work, and for some of these truly gifted folks it was awe-inspiring for me to watch them because in a very easy, almost casual way they could absorb concepts and solve problems that I would work 12 hours on. I found one of the great things Princeton taught me is that I'm not smart enough to be a physicist!
