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

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

Being a star has made it possible for me to get insulted in places where the average Negro could never hope to go and get insulted.

If fame is only to come after death, I am in no hurry for it.

Reality is always the foe of famous names.

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.

They are trying to make me into a fixed star. I am an irregular planet.

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

I am sick and tired of publicity. I want no more of it. It puts me in a bad light. I just want to be forgotten.

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

Wood burns because it has the proper stuff in it, and a man becomes famous because he has the proper stuff in him.

Famous, adj. Conspicuously miserable.

And what will history say of me a thousand years hence?