A Quote by Christopher Paolini

Fame or infamy, either one is preferable to being forgotten when you have passed from this realm. — © Christopher Paolini
Fame or infamy, either one is preferable to being forgotten when you have passed from this realm.
My show 'Fame: Not the Musical' is about the fact that fame is seen in two ways in our culture: either as a glittering bauble we desperately covet, or as a narrative of tragedy and despair. My own experience of fame is a third, mundane way, which often involves being mistaken for someone else - Ian Broudie from the Lightning Seeds, or Steve Wright.
In a country that doesn't discriminate between fame and infamy, the latter presents itself as plainly more achievable.
If man did not exist as a world-spanning receptive realm of perception, if he were not engaged in this capacity, nothing at all could exist. 'Being,' in its traditional usage, means 'presence' and 'persistence.' To achieve presence, and thereby being, an entity requires some sort of open realm in which presence and persistence can take place. Thus an open realm of perception like that of human existence is the one being that makes being possible.
It's a brutal world out there. If you consider the case of superstar Rajesh Khanna, he was a darling of the masses in his hey days, and his fans resurfaced only after he passed away. Such is the life of actors: one gets so addicted to fame and glory, and then it is very difficult to accept a fall. You are forgotten and only remembered when you die!
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.
He is not dead who departs from life with a high and noble fame; but he is dead, even while living, whose brow is branded with infamy.
I think if you look at the realm we're discussing, which is the political realm, I think it would be impossible to find an action by any politician intended to specifically favor either my firm or myself.
Something is being released in the spiritual realm, when it does go to the phone. When the mantle gets passed to you go to the phone and sow a $70 tithe to the $700 pledge.
For anyone who has ever stood before a bathroom mirror and secretly thanked The Academy, a hilarious guide to becoming 'It' in an age where the line between fame and infamy is as fine as a Manolo Blahnik stiletto heel.
I don't understand at best, I cannot speak for all the rest. But you may find a lifetime's passed you by. Every dog has its day, every day has its way Of being forgotten.
I think there are different kinds of fame. There's fame which is plastic and about paparazzi and money and being rich, and then there's the fame, which is when no one knows who you are but everyone wants to know who you are.
The law of honor: Go along only on the paths of honor. Fight, and never be a coward. Leave the path of infamy to others. Better to fall in an honorable fight than win by infamy.
Being Jewish myself, I somehow didn't see the problem: who cares what a mentally ill (but strangely likable) individual says? If he didn't make some money at chess, I could see him becoming a street person, shaking his fists at cars as they passed by his corner of the block. Isn't it preferable to have him in a self-sufficient position rather than as a liability of the state?
Age in a virtuous person, of either sex, carries in it an authority which makes it preferable to all the pleasures of youth.
Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten, Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold, Let it be forgotten forever and ever, Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.
What I fear is not being forgotten after my death, but, rather, not being enough forgotten. As we were saying, it is not our books that survive, but our poor lives that linger in the histories.
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