We’ve sourced some of the most interesting and thought-provoking Paparazzi Quotes from Peter Crouch, Randall Park, Rumer Willis, Cole Hauser, Jeremy Lin. Each of the following quotes is overflowing with creativity, and knowledge.

When I first started playing, the only time you knew you would get photographed was if the paparazzi were outside a smart restaurant in town.
I don’t want to be the actor who’s followed by paparazzi, you know? I would like to just do good work and have that work be respected and acknowledged.
Totally, if I wasn’t trying to be an actor, I would leave L.A. because you can’t really have that life here. There’s a lot of baggage that comes with being here, like the paparazzi, traffic, and all of it.
I haven’t really had any experiences, as far as having paparazzi sit outside of my house or following me around on the street. But, I actually don’t really go to places where they do that, unless they knew where I lived or what kind of car I drive.
The first time I went to Taiwan, there were cameras, paparazzi, TV stations outside my hotel twenty-four hours a day nonstop.
The cult of celebrity in the ’60s and ’70s was really more reserved for movie stars or high socialites. Paparazzi didn’t care about Janis Joplin.
I’m very friendly or whatever, but I would hardly say that I’m that cookie-cutter. I don’t live in L.A. or New York. I live in Texas, and I go to hole-in-the-wall bars, so there’s no paparazzi there.
I see all the red carpet paparazzi stuff and I’m like, ‘Really? Do I have to?!’ I like to work and I know that’s part of the job. But you kind of take it in stride.
We were living in California, and it just wasn’t conducive for the lifestyle that we wanted with kids. Los Angeles is tricky to get around, there’s paparazzi to deal with, and I had this feeling that I just wanted to move back to Australia.
It’s true that sometimes we have paparazzi or some kind of photographers following us, but you have to live normal. I mean, if you try to not go to the supermarket or not go to the cinema, you won’t live properly, and you won’t enjoy living. We are trying to be as normal as we can.
The paparazzi stuff is a little weird. I used to leave the house in my pajamas. I can’t do that anymore, but I’m not complaining!
I won’t fool anybody by saying, ‘Oh! I’m a private person.’ I love people, flashbulbs and the paparazzi.
My mother emails me stuff about when she finds a paparazzi photo and they’re like, his hair is out of control.
We don’t have paparazzi following you in Sweden.
I’ve been… chased by paparazzi, and they run lights, and they chase you and harass you the whole time. It happens all over the world, and it has certainly gotten worse. You don’t know what it’s like being chased by them.
My grandmother, whom we call Biel, thinks it’s very unbecoming of me not to smile for the paparazzi. So every time I see them, I think, ‘Smile for Biel!’
I’m just grateful I didn’t have to spend my early 20s in front of paparazzi cameras.
The great thing about Dallas is there’s no paparazzi.
You can’t control the paparazzi. But if you go to Coachella you’re going to get photographed. Whereas if you’re at home, walking down the street you probably won’t. It’s something I’ve learnt to navigate my way around but I try to keep my private life private.
I found myself at dusk in the bewitching Roman city of Jerash with H.M. Queen Rania of Jordan one year, and scrambling with hardened paparazzi to get an image of the Princess of Wales in a tiny Nepalese clinic in the foothills of the Himalayas another.
I’ve actually stopped tinting my windows because the paparazzi look for trucks and cars with supertinted windows.
If you’ve ever seen paparazzi go after a celebrity, it’s really freaky.
The paparazzi terrify and torment people and endanger people and it’s really unpleasant.
I’m afraid of buying a house or anything, ’cause if there’s one paparazzi outside for one day, then they’ll never leave.
No, I wouldn’t want the paparazzi ever following me in my life.
I didn’t want my daughter to grow up in that intense attention – wherever we went, we’d get paparazzi. There are bigger, better superstars in America, so I thought, ‘I’ll go there for a quick holiday, and relax.’ And my holiday just turned into me loving it and wanting to stay there longer and longer.
It was scary. It’s a public beach that we’re filming on, so there was tons of paparazzi, especially when Pamela would be working. It was absolutely mayhem.
I get recognized now and again, but the paparazzi aren’t following me around.
The problem with paparazzi is that it makes you question your boundaries, like, how do I say, ‘That’s enough guys?’
That whole thing: the paparazzi, a gazillion magazines. You can’t lie on a beach. God forbid your bikini rides up too far or you’ve eaten too many doughnuts and they catch you wiping your mouth. That must be exhausting, that lack of privacy.
I get recognized now and again, but the paparazzi aren’t following me around. I get to go to the shop and buy bread and milk, and no one worries me.
The fashion world is much more ephemeral than the film industry and moves at a faster pace, and it’s got even more frenetic since the Nineties; more paparazzi hanging about and it seems to me there are even more fashion magazines.
Today there are paparazzi out, I’m doing a day of press, I’m in a hotel, I’ve just been on Radio 1. But when I’m in my day-to-day life people don’t know who I am and I’m left to my own devices.
Sometimes I just want to be left alone and be a normal kid for, like, five minutes. That’s tough when the paparazzi are chasing you.
I try my best, but at the same time, I try not to let being out with someone affect my everyday life. Like, if I want to go out and grab a smoothie with a friend who’s a male, I’m not gonna let the paparazzi stop me from doing that and living my life and just being a normal person.
The paparazzi do what they do, man. They have a job, too.
I like to sneak in under the radar. I don’t have any paparazzi following me or have to deal with that stuff. I’m never in the tabloids. I prefer that.
I remember, one time my friend and I were trying to get back on the tender of a boat we were staying on, but there were so many paparazzi we couldn’t find it. So now there are all these pictures of me going, ‘Where are you?’ and just a billion paparazzi not letting me on.
I tell you, the paparazzi would not be sitting outside if they realized I was the most boring person in Hollywood.
I’m not Elvis. I don’t get chased by paparazzi.
Paparazzi need more flattering lenses.
I’m definitely a ham for the paparazzi.
Well no, I think we won’t have that problem but as far as paparazzi I’m speaking, I will deal with that.
I had been around Bruce Willis for two straight movies, so I saw the way the paparazzi follows him and the way the public is with him. He’s a mega-star over in Europe.
I’m not bothered by the paparazzi and I don’t feel hemmed in, I’ve never felt that. My youth, mind you, there wasn’t quite the same attention to celebrities as there is now, but I’ve never felt that.
Soon we moved to Rome and I got a little bit of a sense I was different because the paparazzi would follow me when I went to buy books or socks. But my mother never behaved like a movie star.
I think the paparazzi might have chased me out of Los Angeles.
There are times when you see how ridiculous is this life, how ludicrous it is, you know, leaving your house every morning and being followed by paparazzi.
When The Cranberries got really big in Ireland, it became difficult for me to be there with all the photographers and paparazzi.
I’m kind of well-known in Holland, which is nice. But in Holland, we’re down to earth; there are no paparazzi in my garden and no autograph hunters at the door. We have ‘Strictly Come Dancing,’ but I’ve not been asked.
I don’t really resent being on the red carpet as much as I do having to deal with the paparazzi.
I’m not somebody who no matter where I go there are paparazzi or any of that nonsense. But I have a little window into that world and I can enter it and dance around. I want to be the audience’s ticket into the party.
I’ll be having lunch with my mum and she’ll complain about the paparazzi outside. I tell her that she could have worn a beanie, but of course she never does. She loves it – it’s how she chooses to connect with people. That’s fine, I can respect that. But I’m the opposite. I always have been.
I don’t really want to find myself face-to-face with 10,000 paparazzi. I just want to be comfortable.
I didn’t know how to smile for the paparazzi.
Ask me a question about paparazzi, and I get so heated. And I feel so bad for young kids of celebrities. My nieces and nephews get yelled at, and I’m like, ‘You are yelling at a 2-year-old.’
But you know, I have a pretty good relationship with the press and the paparazzi. It’s just when they step over the line that, you know, enough’s enough.
It seems everyone in the world is now a potential member of the paparazzi. Most of the time people ask if they can take a picture with their mobiles but increasingly they don’t bother to ask.
I guess people recognize me, but I’m not a household name. Two out of every five people who come up to me know my name. The one thing I don’t want is to be followed by paparazzi.
I think some people have gotten used to the paparazzi culture and they know they cannot avoid it. If you ask me, some people like it, but I have a different opinion.
The paparazzi and the press have given me a voice. No matter how I got the voice, it’s there.
I don’t want to be followed by paparazzi; that terrifies me.
But I don’t want to be out there anymore; I don’t want people asking me about my health issues, about my kids. I choose not to be a public paparazzi girl on purpose.
It’s a strange environment, being hounded. The paparazzi are cretins.
Anaheim is not like Los Angeles, where there are more people and more paparazzi. You don’t have that in Anaheim. It’s more laid-back.
In Spain you can’t do anything. If you drive, everyone recognises you; at a restaurant you have paparazzi outside.
I never care about myself out in public when I get the paparazzi swarming me.
That is the biggest form of bullying ever, the paparazzi. Printing lies, making accusations, it’s just bullying.
I’ve been left alone, even by the paparazzi, because what sells is sex and scandal. Absent that, they really don’t have much interest in you. I’m still married, still working, still happy.
I can’t walk around like I used to, and there’s always paparazzi waiting outside the studio.
Rod’s always opening doors for me, but I usually tell him to walk through first. Otherwise, if we’re at a restaurant and I’m in front, the paparazzi end up getting a big giant close-up of me, and then he’s trailing behind, looking like my little child!
The paparazzi don’t care about me.
It’s funny – nowadays people that are famous get chased by paparazzi. They have this fame, but they don’t have the money to hide from it.
I say to the paparazzi, ‘Fellas, take your shot and go.’ It’s just they usually find me on a beach.
I’m at that great level where fans will stop and say ‘hi,’ which I love, but the paparazzi don’t care, which is incredible.
There’s a continuity between what I care about in any form: I care about it in my music, in article-writing, in how I dress, in how I live, in my relationships, in how I navigate paparazzi, how I decorate my home. There’s such a continuity between everything that I don’t really care what form it shows up in.
The airport paparazzi kind of wigs me out a little bit.