Fame will go by and, so long, I’ve had you, fame. If it goes by, I’ve always known it was fickle. So at least it’s something I experienced, but that’s not where I live.

What a heavy burden is a name that has become too famous.

All people have the common desire to be elevated in honor, but all people have something still more elevated in themselves without knowing it.

He who treats another human being as divine thereby assigns to himself the relative status of a child or an animal.

I won’t be happy till I’m as famous as God.

A woman’s greatest glory is to be little talked about by men, whether for good or ill.

We all have a contract with the public—in us they see themselves, or what they would like to be.

Worldly fame is but a breath of wind that blows now this way, now that, and changes names as it changes in direction.

Fame is but the empty noise of madmen.

Famous, adj. Conspicuously miserable.

Avoid the talk of men. For talk is mischievous, light, and easily raised, but hard to bear and difficult to be rid of. Talk never wholly dies away when many people voice her: even talk is in some ways divine.

What is popularly called fame is nothing but an empty name and a legacy from paganism.

Those who know the joys and miseries of celebrities when they have passed the age of forty know how to defend themselves.