fame

A few names have survived oblivion. In time, oblivion will have them all.

No greater love hath a man than he lay down his life for his brother. Not for millions, not for glory, not for fame. For one person, in the dark where no one will ever know or see.

In a country that doesn't discriminate between fame and infamy, the latter presents itself as plainly more achievable.

You haven't lived until you've basked in the adoration of people.

A kind of banalization of celebrity has occurred: we are now offered an instant, ready-to-mix fame as nutritious as packet soup.

A person who's going to be famous usually drops a few clues by the time they're twenty-one.

His being famous didn__ give him a right to use her and treat her like dirt.

Fame is the responsibility, the perennial discipline, the concubine who solicits and imbibes, bit by bit, the love, the relations, the serenity, and the soul, leaving behind the subaqueous plaudits that pinch to the core..

If fame came near to you to get you, you must run away from it very fast! Because this is a matter of freedom and captivity!

Fame Imperishable and glory that will never die -- that is what we march for!

You're not Dostoevsky,' said the citizeness, who was getting muddled by Koroviev. Well, who knows, who knows,' he replied. 'Dostoevsky's dead,' said the citizeness, but somehow not very confidently. 'I protest!' Behemoth exclaimed hotly. 'Dostoevsky is immortal!

I shall bere your noble fame, for ye spake a grete worde and fulfilled it worshipfully.

Gandhi sacrificed India for his own fame and recognition. Without Gandhi, there would have been a different India; a very masculine one.

But one has to ask: why do the big things at such a high cost? I chose the quiet life. I like the idea of being recognized by my field and no one else. This way I have a purpose, one I believe in, but I'm not burdened by the constant idea of putting on a public image, a view of myself the masses can accept. Nobody cares whether I'm fat or cheat on my taxes. It is not the only right kind of life, of course, but it is the honest life for me. What I'm saying is, I make the right choices for myself.

Cattle die, kinsmen die, you yourself must also die, but he who wins word fame lives forever

Don__ rush to rise to fame, lest you will be lashed in shame

What a waste of time to be posthumously famous.

While yes, it__ good to have a fair amount of haters, it__ not good to have them on the street, where their anonymity can let them slip away without serious repercussions if they slight you, and this made me realize that fame, on its own, without fear, actually totally fucking sucks.