Fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Fame is the echo of actions, resounding them to the world, save that the echo repeats only the last art, but fame relates all, and often more than all.
Fame is hollow. It amplifies what is there. If there is any self-doubt, or hatred, or lack of ability to connect with people, fame will magnify it.
Fame is a can of worms I haven't really had to contend with.
Fame is a modern phenomenon caused by the explosion of media, where there's a zillion digital channels and snappers everywhere. It's so attainable, so people can have their Warhol 15 minutes of fame, and some are so aggressive.
Fame means so little about somebody when you come right down to it.
Fame for fame's sake is toxic - some people want that, with no boundaries. It's unhealthy.
Fame does different things to different people. For some people it makes them a better person.
Fame is like a shaved pig with a greased tail, and it is only after it has slipped through the hands of some thousands, that some fellow, by mere chance, holds on to it!
Fame is like a big piece of meringue - it's beautiful, and you keep eating it, but it doesn't really fill you up.
Fame is a mind - a way of thinking about things. It's all in your mind.