It is not the being famous, but the process of becoming so, that counts.

And after all, to be famous would be, for me, only a means to something else.
I want to be famous very much, for that matter, and for that reason." "For your sake," he wanted to add, and might have added had she proved enthusiastic over what he had read to her.
But she was too busy in her mind, carving out a career for him that would at least be possible, to ask what the ultimate something was which he had hinted at.

There was no career for him in literature.

Of that she was convinced.

He had proved it to-day, with his amateurish and sophomoric productions.