Fame

"Modestiæ fama neque summis mortalibus spernenda est."

"Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives, Live register'd upon our brazen tombs."

"All crowd, who foremost shall be damn'd to fame."

"Etiam sapientibus cupido gloriæ novissima exuitur."

"I have learned to prize the quiet, lightning deed, not the applauding thunder at its heels that men call fame."

"Death makes no conquest of this conqueror: For now he lives in fame, though not in life."

"Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil."

"Who grasp'd at earthly fame, Grasped wind: nay, worse, a serpent grasped that through His hand slid smoothly, and was gone; but left A sting behind which wrought him endless pain."

"Better to leave undone, than by our deed Acquire too high a fame, when him we serve's away."

"Censure is the tax a man pays to the public for being eminent."

"C'est un poids bien pesant qu'un nom trop tôt fameux."

"Live for something! Do good and leave behind you a monument of virtue that the storm of time can never destroy. 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. Your name, your deeds, will be as legible on the hearts you leave behind, as the stars on the brow of evening. Good deeds will shine as the stars of heaven."

"Fama est obscurior annis."

"Fame is the perfume of heroic deeds."

"Though the desire of fame be the last weakness Wise men put off."

"Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise, (That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with th' abhorred shears, And slits the thin-spun life."

"I'll make thee glorious by my pen And famous by my sword."

"To the quick brow Fame grudges her best wreath While the quick heart to enjoy it throbs beneath: On the dead forehead's sculptured marble shown, Lo, her choice crown—its flowers are also stone."

"And what is Fame? the Meanest have their Day, The Greatest can but blaze, and pass away."

"May see thee now, though late, redeem thy name, And glorify what else is damn'd to fame."

"He lives in fame, that died in virtue's cause."

"No true and permanent Fame can be founded except in labors which promote the happiness of mankind."

"Ingrediturque solo, et caput inter nubila condit."

"Tel brille au second rang, qui s'eclipse au premier."

"What rage for fame attends both great and small! Better be d—n'd than mentioned not at all."

"The highest greatness, surviving time and stone, is that which proceeds from the soul of man. Monarchs and cabinets, generals and admirals, with the pomp of court and the circumstance of war, in the lapse of time disappear from sight; but the pioneers of truth, though poor and lowly, especially those whose example elevates human nature, and teaches the rights of man, so that "a government of the people, by the people, for the people, may not perish from the earth;" such a harbinger can never be forgotten, and their renown spreads co-extensive with the cause they served so well."

"How idle a boast, after all, is the immortality of a name! Time is ever silently turning over his pages; we are too much engrossed by the story of the present to think of the character and anecdotes that gave interest to the past; and each age is a volume thrown aside and forgotten."

"In tenui labor, at tenuis non gloria."

"The whole earth is a sepulchre for famous men."

"Sloth views the towers of fame with envious eyes, Desirous still, still impotent to rise."

"Building nests in Fame's great temple, As in spouts the swallows build."

"His fame was great in all the land."

"Read but o'er the Stories Of men most fam'd for courage or for counsaile And you shall find that the desire of glory Was the last frailty wise men put of; Be they presidents."

"Fame lulls the fever of the soul, and makes Us feel that we have grasp'd an immortality."

"Fame, if not double fac'd, is double mouth'd, And with contrary blast proclaims most deeds; On both his wings, one black, the other white, Bears greatest names in his wild aery flight."

"Des humeurs desraisonnables des hommes, il semble que les philosophes mesmes se desfacent plus tard et plus envy de cette cy que de nulle autre: c'est la plus revesche et opiniastre; quia etiam bene proficientes animos tentare non cessat."

"Ingenio stimulos subdere fama solet."

"At pulchrum est digito monstrari et dicier hic est."

"Let humble Allen, with an awkward shame, Do good by stealth, and blush to find it Fame."

"Above all Greek, above all Roman fame."

"Omnia post obitum fingit majora vetustas: Majus ab exsequiis nomen in ora venit."

"Your fame shall (spite of proverbs) make it plain To write in water 's not to write in vain."

"The cosmologist Fred Hoyle once warned Gell-Mann about the perils of fame. If you ever accomplish anything important in life, he said, the world will conspire to keep you from doing anything else again. Everyone wants you to give a speech, write an article, serve on a committee."

"I think that there is this idea that what you should go after is fame. That is a hugely mistaken idea because fame means absolutely nothing. This whole culture of wanting to become famous is on a hiding to nothing, a sign of a society that's lost its way and will only judge people as being valid if they're famous, which of course is all bull----. As Tom Stoppard said, the only thing that fame means is that more people know you than you know.""

"Ó glória de mandar! Ó vã cobiça Desta vaidade, a quem chamamos Fama!"

"There is a proud undying thought in man, That bids his soul still upward look To fame's proud cliff!"

"Nothing is so common-place as to wish to be remarkable. 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!""

"What is the end of Fame? 'tis but to fill A certain portion of uncertain paper: Some liken it to climbing up a hill, Whose summit, like all hills, is lost in vapour: For this men write, speak, preach, and heroes kill, And bards burn what they call their "midnight taper," To have, when the original is dust, A name, a wretched picture, and worse bust."

"Fame, (fame) what you get is no tomorrow Fame, (fame) what you need you have to borrow Fame (fame)."

"Young Isaac had dreamed of fame. Young Isaac was an idiot."