Fame is a vapor; popularity an accident; riches take wings; the only earthly certainty is oblivion.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Oblivion is the rule and fame the exception, of humanity.
The fame that goes with wealth and beauty is fleeting and fragile; intellectual superiority is a possession glorious and eternal.
Since fame is an illusion and death is in our future all we have is the next moment before we are swallowed into oblivion.
Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
Fame is a mind - a way of thinking about things. It's all in your mind.
Fame is something that is bestowed upon you because of success. Success is something you have to chase.
Fame is a can of worms I haven't really had to contend with.
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 river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid.
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.