Fame is the breath of popular applause. Herrick.
Fame is the perfume of noble deeds. Socrates.
Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise, / (That last infirmity of noble minds,) / To scorn delights and live laborious days. Milton.
Fame may be compared to a scold; the best way to silence her is to let her alone, and she will at last be out of breath in blowing her own trumpet. Fuller.
Fame only reflects the estimate in which a 25 man is held in comparison with others. Schopenhauer.
Fame sometimes hath created something of nothing. Fuller.
Fame usually comes to those who are thinking about something else; very rarely to those who say to themselves, "Go to now, let us be a celebrated individual." Holmes.
Fame, we may understand, is no sure test of merit, but only a probability of such: it is an accident, not a property, of a man; like light, it can give little or nothing, but at most may show what is given; often it is but a false glare, dazzling the eyes of the vulgar, lending, by casual extrinsic splendour, the brightness and manifold glance of the diamond to pebbles of no value. Carlyle.
Fame with men, / Being but ampler means to serve mankind, / Should have small rest or pleasure in herself, / But work as vassal to the larger love, / That dwarfs the petty love of one to one. Tennyson.
Fames et mora bilem in nasum conciunt—Hunger 30 and delay stir up one's bile (lit. in the nostrils). Pr.