Quotes About Infamy

You can be a murderous tyrant and the world will remember you fondly but fuck one horse and you will be a horse fucker for all eternity.

Finally, we were notorious enough to give our enemies pause.

I hate death; for, happy or miserable, life is the only blessing which man possesses, and those who do not love it are unworthy of it. If we prefer honour to life, it is because life is blighted by infamy; and if, in the alternative, man sometimes throws away his life, philosophy must remain silent. Oh,

Five dollars for five thousand words, ten words for a cent, the market price for art. The disappointment of it, the lie of it, the infamy of it, were uppermost in his thoughts;

Even the small amount of infamy I have makes me uncomfortable - on a personal level and on a professional level.

Osama Bin Laden was found hiding in a house compound in Pakistan by American forces. Muammar Gaddafi was captured by rebel militia while hiding in a drain underneath a road in Libya. And Pakistani starlet Veena Malik was found by the Indian media hiding in a suburban hotel in Mumbai.

I know that people are fascinated by what I did as a teenager, but what I did was immoral, illegal, unethical, and something that I am not proud of - nor will I ever be proud of.

How come every squitty little shitty snotty bastard knows my name?

From fame to infamy is a beaten road. —FRANCIS QUARLES All the world doth practice stage-playing. —MONTAIGNE

Arson, kidnapping, I think I'm up to murder. Maybe all this will get me just a glimmer of attention, not the good, glorious kind, but still the national media kind.

What are you trying to prove? Do you think if you kill enough people in the worst ways imaginable they'll give you a name like the Madman, or the Butcher? It doesn't matter how many abhorrent tortures you devise. You'll always be the Pinhead.

Why it was later named after a notorious inmate

I think I'll always be famous. I just hope I don't become infamous.

What do you get when you cross Ted Kaczynski with Monica Lewinsky? A dynamite blowjob!

home of the man-eater, Alfred Packard, who had killed and eaten the choice parts of five men. He had been taken to the penitentiary for life a few years previous.

Yet during a twenty-year period there wasn't an American alive who wouldn't have recognized Jimmy Hoffa immediately, the way Tony Soprano is recognized today. The vast majority of Americans would have known him by the sound of his voice alone. From 1955 until 1965 Jimmy Hoffa was as famous as Elvis. From 1965 until 1975 Jimmy Hoffa was as famous as the Beatles. Jimmy

had passed from its surface and this earth's together. Haunted in a most ghastly manner that abominable place would have been, if the glass could ever have rendered back its reflections, as the ocean is one day to give up its dead. Some passing thought of the infamy and disgrace for which it had been reserved, may have struck the prisoner's mind. Be that as it may, a change in his position

Many of the less prolific killers' stories go unheard because they simply don't make good books.

Honestly, this face of mine will always be familiar to people. It's that unique quality, man. If it's a dark and crowded room, people are just able to point me out. I think I'll always be famous. I just hope I don't become infamous.

In this metropolis a number of lurking leeches infamously gain subsistence by practicing on the credulity of women.

I mean look, everyone wants to do the story on the rising star, and when the star is up, they all want to be the one to bring it down because that's what people care about, right? They only care about the rise and the fall, so it's extreme positivity and extreme negativity.

There should be no schools, bridges or statues devoted to Trump. His name should live in infamy, and he should be remembered, if at all, for precisely what he was - not a president, but a blundering cheat.

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.

He is not dead who departs this life with high fame; dead is he, though living, whose brow is branded with infamy.