He who would acquire fame must not show himself afraid of censure. The dread of censure is the death of genius.—Simms.
Though fame is smoke, its fumes are frankincense to human thoughts.—Byron.
He lives in fame that died in virtue's cause.—Shakespeare.
Whatever may be the temporary applause of men, or the expressions of public opinion, it may be asserted without fear of contradiction, that no true and permanent fame can be founded, except in labors which promote the happiness of mankind.—Charles Sumner.
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.
It is a very indiscreet and troublesome ambition which cares so much about fame; about what the world says of us; to be always looking in the faces of others for approval; to be always anxious about the effect of what we do or say; to be always shouting, to hear the echoes of our own voices.—Longfellow.
The way to fame is like the way to heaven—through much tribulation.—Sterne.
Nor fame I slight, nor for her favors call:
She comes unlook'd for, if she comes at all.
—Pope.
Write your name in kindness, love and mercy on the hearts of the thousands you come in contact with year by year, and you will never be forgotten.—Chalmers.
The drying up a single tear has more
Of honest fame, than shedding seas of gore.
—Byron.