I think fame became exciting for me in the late '90s because I could actually use it as a means to an end. I could actually have it help me serve my vocationfulness.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I wanted fame, but I thought it would be incremental, and I became afraid of the overnight-sensation thing.
I had no preconceived idea what fame would be like, because I never thought I would be famous. I just wanted to do my work. Hell, I just wanted to pay my rent on time.
Fame didn't happen to me in my 20s, it has been a gradual thing which probably makes it easier to deal with.
Fame was thrilling only until it became grueling. Money was fun only until you ran out of things to buy.
Fame introduced me to a world of instant gratification and decadence I hadn't seen before.
Thank God I've never had the sort of intense fame that means you can't walk up the road. That sort of blazing stardom must be difficult to cope with and maintain; my career has just bubbled along happily.
Fame is a curse... it was the worst phase of my life, which I thank God I'll never have to go through again.
The fame thing is interesting because I never wanted to be famous, and I never dreamt I would be famous.
I've experienced as much fame as I ever want to.
Fame was never something I was seeking in my artistic journey. It's to be used as a tool for an artist to break open doors and keep creating. That's how I enjoyed fame in '74; it was not just for the emptiness of being famous.