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Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us footprints on read more
Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us footprints on the sands of time.
To myself alone do I owe my fame.
[Fr., Je ne dois qu'a moi seul toute ma renommee.]
To myself alone do I owe my fame.
[Fr., Je ne dois qu'a moi seul toute ma renommee.]
Fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid.
Fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and drowns things weighty and solid.
It's too bad I'm not as wonderful a person as people say I am, because the world could use a read more
It's too bad I'm not as wonderful a person as people say I am, because the world could use a few people like that.
I'm never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the roster of Those Who Do read more
I'm never going to be famous. My name will never be writ large on the roster of Those Who Do Things. I don't do any thing. Not one single thing. I used to bite my nails, but I don't even do that any more.
The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do read more
The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do without thought of fame. If it comes at all it will come because it is deserved, not because it is sought after.
The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome
Outlives, in fame, the pious fool that rais'd it.
The aspiring youth that fired the Ephesian dome
Outlives, in fame, the pious fool that rais'd it.
O Fame!--if I e'er took delight in thy praises,
'Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases,
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O Fame!--if I e'er took delight in thy praises,
'Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases,
Than to see the bright eyes of the dear one discover
She thought that I was not unworthy to love her.
Who fears not to do ill fears the name,
And free from conscience, is a slave to fame.
Who fears not to do ill fears the name,
And free from conscience, is a slave to fame.
