fame

Passion for fame: A passion which is the instinct of all great souls.

I had my Aunt Rosie, who was famous and then not, so I got a lesson in fame early on. And I understood how little it has to do with you. And also how you could use it.

I think that most people who are just artists, who are getting famous, would trade a lot of their fame back for some normalcy, pretty much immediately.

In journalism, we recognize a kind of hierarchy of fame among the famous. We measure it in two ways: by the length of an obituary and by how far in advance it is prepared. Presidents, former presidents, and certain heads of state are at the top of the chain.

The fame thing is interesting because I never wanted to be famous, and I never dreamt I would be famous.

Andy Warhol made fame more famous.

Becoming famous was never what I wanted to do. There's a lot of things that come with fame - it's what people in the limelight have to do.

If you chase fame, you make bad choices. Being famous isn't interesting.

I was definitely not the kid that just wanted to be famous for no reason whatsoever and then happened to find comedy. Fame and all that stuff have always been slightly terrifying to me, and it makes me very anxious.

Fame is the thirst of youth.

There's some downsides to being famous, which are not even worth mentioning. But to combat the bad sides of being famous, you really should take advantage of the good sides. The good sides are, you can use that fame to get projects you might not normally get.

Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.

Fame can take interesting men and thrust mediocrity upon them.

Don't blow off another's candle for it won't make yours shine brighter.

That's one of the cool things about fame. You have an affect on society and where it goes.

The Internet made fame wack and anonymity cool.

Of course, they were other things too. Sometimes they were even everything all together, but not fame, which was rooted in delusion and lies, if not ambition. Also, fame was reductive. Everything that ended in fame and everything that issued from fame was inevitably diminished. Fame's message was unadorned. Fame and literature were irreconcilable enemies.

Fame is O.K. I hate it, but it's O.K. I'm beginning to understand how I can be hidden. It's an attitude.