Happy is the man who hath never known what it is to taste of fame --to have it is a purgatory, to want it is a Hell!
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What life half gives a man, posterity gives entirely.
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Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil.
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I awoke one morning and found myself famous.
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What is popularly called fame is nothing but an empty name and a legacy from paganism.
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How vain, without the merit, is the name.
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The highest form of vanity is love of fame.
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He that pursues fame with just claims, trusts his happiness to the winds; but he that endeavors after it by false merit, has to fear, not only the violence of the storm, but the leaks of his vessel.
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I'm afraid of losing my obscurity. Genuineness only thrives in the dark. Like celery.
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The love of the famous, like all strong passions, is quite abstract. Its intensity can be measured mathematically, and it is independent of persons.
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Riches: A dream in the night. Fame: A gull floating on water.
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