Quotes from Ernest Cline

So now you have to live the rest of your life knowing you're going to die someday and disappear forever.

Now everyone could be on TV, every second of every day, whether or not anyone was watching.

These days, most gunters referred to them as "the Sux0rz." (Because they sucked.)

That story you heard? About how we were all created by a super-powerful dude named God who lives up in the sky? Total bullshit. The whole God thing is actually an ancient fairy tale that people have been telling one another for thousands of years. We made it all up. Like Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny.

Ray seemed to subsist primarily on a diet of high-fructose junk food and old videogames. It was hard not to love the guy. Back

That was the reason a lot of our own users had started to refer to GSS as the "New Sixers" and me, Aech, Shoto, and Samantha as the "Four Nerds of the Apocalypse.

One artificially intelligent supercomputer pretending to be a hostile alien race for the purpose of testing humanity's character?

And sometimes, when you think you've finally reached the end of the game, suddenly you find yourself standing at the start of a whole new level. A level that you've never seen before. And the only thing you can do is keep right on playing. Because the game that is your life still isn't over yet. And there's no telling how far you might be able to get, what you might discover, or who you might meet when you get there.

Since then, we'd used Street Fighter II to settle our disputes.

When my ship reached Syrinx, I saw the twin moons, By-Tor and Snow Dog, that orbited the planet. Their names were taken from another classic Rush song.

know the future is scary at times, sweetheart. But there's just no escaping it.

To be honest, the future doesn't look too bright. You were born at a pretty crappy time in history. And it looks like things are only gonna get worse from here on out. Human civilization is in 'decline.' Some people even say it's 'collapsing.

I usually muted him, but I still recognized his Philly accent, and the cocky attitude that seemed to come along with it.

So I remained stuck at school. I felt like a kid standing in the world's greatest video arcade without any quarters, unable to do anything but walk around and watch the other kids play.

I didn't try to run. I didn't even move. I just stood there and let justice take its course.

Some people define themselves by railing against all of the things they hate, while explaining why everyone else should hate it too. But not me. I prefer to lead with my love--to define myself through joyous yawps of admiration, instead of cynical declarations of disdain.

I took control of a Happy Helpdesk avatar, a cookie-cutter Ken doll that I used to take tech-support calls. This avatar appeared inside a huge virtual call center, inside a virtual cubicle, sitting at a virtual desk, in front of a virtual computer, wearing a virtual phone headset. I thought of this place as my own private virtual hell.

Users could now teleport back and forth between their favorite fictional worlds. Middle Earth. Vulcan. Pern. Arrakis. Magrathea. Discworld, Mid-World, Riverworld, Ringworld. Worlds upon worlds.

E avevo OASIS. La mia vita non era poi così male. O almeno è quello che continuavo a ripetermi, nel vano tentativo di alleviare la solitudine in cui mi ero trovato a vivere.

Where are the others?" I asked. "They all snuck off to bone each other," Milo announced. "Whoadie and Chén slipped away first, then Debbie snuck off with Graham." I had no idea how to respond to this information.

Listen," I said. "It really was luck. I've got a knack for classic arcade games. That's my specialty." I shrugged. "Stop hitting yourself like Rain Man, OK?" She

Hello!" I shouted at the Six-Fingered Man one final time. "My name is Inigo Montoya! You killed my father. Prepare to die!

Weil ich keinen Bock habe, in einen übergewichtigen Kerl verknallt zu sein, der Chuck heißt und in irgendeinem Vorort von Detroit bei seiner Mutter im Keller lebt.

I don't care if Spielberg directed it.