If my theory of relativity is proven successful, Germany will claim me as a German and France will declare me a citizen of the world. Should my theory prove untrue, France will say that I...

I was cured in my new infamy of all the tired wisdom of age. I would never weary into that tired state again—I swore to myself, I would always be this raw, wet child hereafter…

My name is a half an hour early, but my body is on time.

For the average person leading an ordinary life, fame holds an hypnotic attraction. Many would sooner perish than exist in anonymity. But for the unlucky few who’ve had notoriety forced upon them, infamy can be...

Fame, infamy, they’re of the same family.

In a country that doesn’t discriminate between fame and infamy, the latter presents itself as plainly more achievable.

March 11, 2004, now occupies a place in the history of infamy.

Infamy! Infamy! They’ve all got it in for me!

The history of man is simply the history of slavery, of injustice and brutality, together with the means by which he has, through the dead and desolate years, slowly and painfully advanced. He has been...

Whoever claims any right that he is unwilling to accord to his fellow-men is dishonest and infamous.