Quotes
Quotes about Fame
Of praise a mere glutton, he swallow'd what came, And the puff a dunce, he mistook it for fame; Till his relish grown callous, almost to displease, Who pepper'd the highest was surest to please.
A root is a flower that disdains fame.
Folly loves the martyrdom of Fame.
Go where glory waits thee; But while fame elates thee, Oh! still remember me.
Accursed thirst for gold! what dost thou not compel mortals to do? [Lat., Quid non mortalia pectora cogis, Auri sacra fames?]
Nothing can cover his high fame but Heaven; No pyramids set off his memories, But the eternal substance of his greatness,-- To which I leave him.
Great is advertisement! 'tis almost fate; But, little mushroom-men, of puff-ball fame. Ah, do you dream to be mistaken great And to be really great are just the same?
Without relationships, no matter how much wealth, fame, power, prestige and seeming success by the standards and opinions of the world one has, happiness will constantly eluded him.
Fame always brings loneliness. Success is as ice cold and lonely as the North Pole.
To many fame comes too late.
I hear Socrates saying that the best seasoning for food is hunger; for drink, thirst. [Lat., Socratem audio dicentem, cibi condimentum essa famem, potionis sitim.]
I suspect that hunger was my mother. [Lat., Famem fuisse suspicor matrem mihi.]
Hungry bellies have no cars. [Fr., La ventre affame n'point d'oreilles.]
Hunger that persuades to evil. [Lat., Malesuada fames.]
Other men have acquired fame by industry, but this man by indolence. [Lat., Utque alios industria, ita hunc ignavia ad vamam protulat.]
I don't want to achieve immortality by being inducted into the Hall of Fame. I want to achieve immortality by not dying.
To serve thy generation, this thy fate: "Written in water," swiftly fades thy name; But he who loves his kind does, first and late, A work too late for fame.
The drying up a single tear has more of honest fame than shedding seas of gore.
Our fruitless labours mourn, And only rich in barren fame return.
Don Chaucer. well of English undefyled On Fame's eternall beadroll worthie to be fyled.
There was an ancient Roman lawyer, of great fame in the history of Roman jurisprudence, whom they called Cui Bono, from his having first introduced into judicial proceedings the argument, "What end or object could the party have had in the act with which he is accused."
To brand man with infamy, and let him free, is an absurdity that peoples our forests with assassins. [Fr., Rendre l'homme infame, et le laisser libre, est une absurdite qui peuple nos forets d'assassins.]
Those who work for plant rights don't parse parsley nor bomb poppies nor purchase antipeople papers. They plant papayas, and peppers. Their pulpit is the popular* not the papal but poplars. * not in the sense of ephemeral fame but what the people want.
One to destroy is murder by the law, And gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe; To murder thousands takes a specious name, War's glorious art, and gives immortal fame.
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of exiles.
