Fame is but the empty noise of madmen.

Now there is fame! Of all—hunger, misery, the incomprehension by the public—fame is by far the worst. It is the castigation by God of the artist. It is sad. It is true.

Famous, adj. Conspicuously miserable.

I’m afraid of losing my obscurity. Genuineness only thrives in the dark. Like celery.

There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.

I won’t be happy till I’m as famous as God.

Reality is always the foe of famous names.

They are trying to make me into a fixed star. I am an irregular planet.

When I do a show, the whole show revolves around me, and if I don’t show up, they can just forget it.

What is popularly called fame is nothing but an empty name and a legacy from paganism.

All people have the common desire to be elevated in honor, but all people have something still more elevated in themselves without knowing it.

I would much rather have men ask why I have no statue than why I have one.

Those who know the joys and miseries of celebrities when they have passed the age of forty know how to defend themselves.