Fame itself... doesn't really afford you anything more than a good seat in a restaurant.
Fame means absolutely nothing except a good table at a restaurant.
I don't find the life in Hollywood all that meaningful or inspiring.
I was the all-American face. You name it, honey - American Dairy Milk, Metropolitan Life insurance, McDonald's, Burger King. The Face That Didn't Matter - that's what I called my face.
Being a celebrity doesn't even seem to keep the fleas off our dogs — and if being a celebrity won't give me an advantage over a couple of fleas, then I guess there can't be much in being a celebrity after all.
I think fame itself is not a rewarding thing. The most you can say is that it gets you a seat in restaurants.
That equals to being a fool, having fame and no fortune. A lot of guys out there have fame doing this and doing that, but they are broke.
It's so vacuous, this job. You're constantly looking at pictures of yourself, talking about yourself. Then I come back home, and all my mates want to talk about is me because I've been hanging out with Elton John and stuff.
Fame, what you like is in the Limo. Fame, what you get is no tomorrow.
So all the rest is O.K., but fame is a hollow ground, isn't it? It's an empty kind of thing.
There's no difference between fame and infamy now. There's a new school of professional famous people that don't do anything. They don't create anything.
There's a difference between fame and fame for fame's sake.
No aspect of my brief and mild fame actually made me happier.
If it's just fame for the sake of being famous, no one even cares about you - and you don't even care about yourself because you're like, "This is so ridiculous."
Too much to know is to know nought but fame; And every godfather can give a name.
Fame itself is but an epitaph; as late, as false, as true.
Some for renown, on scraps of learning dote, And think they grow immortal as they quote.
Boxing brought me money and fame, but it never brought me no happiness.
