I never went after fame. It fell into my lap.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I don't think I ever wanted fame.
I had all the fame anyone could want, and I ran away from it.
Fame is a can of worms I haven't really had to contend with.
I've done all this stuff because it's fun. It's never been about fame.
I didn't handle fame very well at first. I got a little resentful.
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.
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.
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.
I've always been profoundly ambivalent about fame. I think it just eats the reality out of you and it can be intoxicating because I like some of it.
Fame is a curse... it was the worst phase of my life, which I thank God I'll never have to go through again.