If this fame, which people call my lucky break, were to stop tomorrow, I shouldn't care.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't really care about having more fame than I have.
Fame sweeps you away. I had to go home every six months to remember who I am.
I was not prepared for fame. It hit me hard, and I did not have the capacity to cope.
I don't really celebrate fame because I get enough attention.
I worry about people who sell out to chase fame because when they get it, it might not be so satisfying.
I never went after fame. It fell into my lap.
I've done all this stuff because it's fun. It's never been about fame.
I've got actor friends who didn't get breaks, who struggle and worry about things that I'm fortunate not to have to worry about.
I don't need fame any more. People are less interested in me in terms of celebrity. I'm happy to see a new generation being the media focus. I'm happy my day is done. It's over.
Fame is a curse... it was the worst phase of my life, which I thank God I'll never have to go through again.