I'm shy, paranoid, whatever word you want to use. I hate fame. I've done everything I can to avoid it.
that you seemed almost as fearful of notice and praise as other women were of neglect. (Edmund to Fanny)
I love my work, but I don't like being in the spotlight. I was never going to be an actor, that's for sure.
I'm kind of a low-key guy. The spotlight doesn't suit me. I'm more of a side dish--cole slaw or French fries or a Wham! backup singer.
I'm particularly weird because I don't even like being looked at.
I never really wanted to be a star. I didn't like entering a room with all eyes on me. I still don't really like the attention of a birthday party.
I don't want my personal life to change. I don't understand why people strive for fame. I know it's ironic for me to be saying this, but this will be the last one I do.
I’ve always hated being looked at.
I'll privily away; I love the people, But do not like to stage me to their eyes; Though it do well, I do not relish well Their loud applause and aves vehement, Nor do I think the man of safe discretion That does not affect it.
