Men's fame is like their hair, which grows after they are dead, and with just as little use to them.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Fame can take interesting men and thrust mediocrity upon them.
Fame is ultimately about the cycles of desire and how to do away with them or manage them well.
A lot of things come with fame, whether it's losing friends or losing family.
So all the rest is O.K., but fame is a hollow ground, isn't it? It's an empty kind of thing.
Fame is an interesting phenomenon.
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 like a big piece of meringue - it's beautiful, and you keep eating it, but it doesn't really fill you up.
Fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid.
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 the inheritance not of the dead, but of the living. It is we who look back with lofty pride to the great names of antiquity.