Empty Achievement Quotes

Glory - once achieved, what is it worth?

An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down.

God knows what happens to your time once you have begun to get old. You are busy all the time, you do important things, you work, and yet when you sum it all up the result is nothing.

I had an Oscar, an Emmy, and yet I had this big hole in my soul.

'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print. A book's a book, although there's nothing in 't.

You know I enjoy modeling but at the end of the day it's a little bit mindless. I mean I was that person that would come home from a modeling job and have to clean the house because I sort of felt like, what the heck did I do today? You know I mean I'm like woo-hoo, I'm changing the world in these blue high heels and a string bikini.

What we call stress is just extension of being busy without meaning. When you do things that are not meaningful to you, just to get the sense of completion, just to feel like you got something done, your spirit feels empty. So, the most important thing for people to realize is that you have to control the flow of information in your life.

Power? It’s like a Dead Sea fruit; when you achieve it, there’s nothing there.

Just winning a belt, it doesn't mean anything to me.

Success is not greedy, as people think, but insignificant. That is why it satisfies nobody.

To have done anything just for money is to have been truly idle.

Those who cannot work with their hearts achieve but a hollow, half-hearted success that breeds bitterness all around.

Success is full of promise till one gets it, and then it seems like a nest from which the bird has flown.

I was world champion, but I was never able to celebrate it. It was a joke for me.

Some critics are like chimney-sweepers; they put out the fire below, and frighten the swallows from their nests above; they scrape a long time in the chimney, cover themselves with soot, and bring nothing away but a bag of cinders, and then sing from the top of the house as if they had built it.

Fame is like getting across the street. It's like, if there's nothing to be across the street for, it's a pointless destination. It's like, "I gotta get across the street, man! I gotta be there! I gotta be there!" Then you get across the street and you're like, "Yeah I'm here!" And then, that's it. Fame doesn't make you particularly happy.

Honestly, a lot of people thought that I was on top of the world selling so many millions of records, and that this is the life that everybody would want, but I never got to enjoy any of my success.

I'd wanted to be a writer my whole life. But when I finally made it, I felt like a greyhound catching the mechanical rabbit she'd been chasing for so long--discovering it was merely metal, wrapped in cloth. It wasn't alive; it had no spirit. It was fake.

What is the end of Fame? 'tis but to fill A certain portion of uncertain paper: Some liken it to climbing up a hill, Whose summit, like all hills, is lost in vapour: For this men write, speak, preach, and heroes kill, And bards burn what they call their "midnight taper," To have, when the original is dust, A name, a wretched picture, and worse bust.