FAME
After an absence of four years a certain man went back to visit his old home town. The first four people he met didn't remember him and the next three didn't know he had been away.
"That antagonist of yours says he is going to leave footprints in the sands of time."
"He won't," replied Senator Sorghum. "His mind is in the clouds. He is an intellectual aviator. When he comes down he will leave a dent, not a footprint."
Nor fame I slight, nor for her favors call:
She comes unlooked for, if she comes at all.
—Pope.
For what is fame, but the benignant strength of one, transformed to joy of many?—George Eliot.
Fame is the fragrance of heroic deeds.—Longfellow.