Scott Baio Quotes

Age makes all things greater after their death; a name comes to the tongue easier from the grave.

The greatest gift in life is to be remembered.

It's not lost on me that everyone dies, but some people have a kind of immortality about them, and you can't imagine that they will ever be gone.

I always felt that one needs to be remembered long after one has gone.

I want to be remembered.

At the end of the day, when Charlie Murphy ain't here no more, I'll have a body of work that people can laugh and remember me by.

Fame - a few words upon a tombstone, and the truth of those not to be depended on.

It's not whether you win or lose, it's how many people remember you when you die.

Mel Blanc has been gone for 30 years, even though he's still around.

Just to be remembered is good enough for me. Lots of people are forgotten.

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

After I die, I'll be forgotten.

As long as people remember me forever, that will be enough for me.

If you would not be forgotten, as soon as you are dead and rotten, either write things worth the reading, or do things worth the writing.

It sure is a nice feeling to know that people will remember you after you're gone, that you'll manage to be a little bit of history.

You wanna be remembered for making an impact and changing things. I guess for the good or for the bad, it don't matter. But I guess you just wanna be remembered when it's all said and done.

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.

To have a statue of you up 100 years from now at the Superdome, I think that's amazing.

For children preserve the fame of a man after his death.

When I die, if the word 'thong' appears in the first or second sentence of my obituary, I've screwed up.

The reward of great men is that, long after they have died, one is not quite sure that they are dead.

I would like to live forever in people's hearts and minds; that would be fun. I'll leave the world my art.

I'd like to end up sort of unforgettable.

I suppose that every one of us hopes secretly for immortality; to leave, I mean, a name behind him which will live forever in this world, whatever he may be doing, himself, in the next.

Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.