Quotes About Virtual

As far as depths of geekiness... I have more friends in World of Warcraft than I do in real life!

Just move to the Internet, its great here. We get to live inside where the weather is always awesome.

And then the line was quite but not dead. I almost felt like he was there in my room with me, but in a way it was better, like I was not in my room and he was not in his, but instead we were together in some invisible and tenuous third space that could only be visited on the phone.

He scampered across the surface of the virtual timestreams, testing them with palps and toetips, the movement of the spider controlled by the fine twitches of his gloved hands.

Roth pulled a second glove over the first and grabbed what looked like a video game remote.

We were feeling something they never had—a physical link into the world of the fictional—through the skeletal muscles of the arm to the joystick to the tiny person on the screen, a person in an imagined world. It was crude but real.

We can't pretend that a Facebook friend is the same as a real friend you've shared times with together, both good times and difficult times.

In 2017, I enjoyed my time on the Internet more than doing things in real life.

You don't even know if the person you're communicating with online is actually that person. And your persona on your social media - your Facebook or Twitter - may not be the person you are in real life. So then, who is the real person? Is it somewhere in between?

It'd be awesome if you could see an actual player's faces projected onto an in-game character in a multiplayer game. Imagine how realistic that would feel.

I'm surrendering myself to the realities of the Internet.

My Google existence is probably larger than a lot of people's.

When you're doing a film that has so many effects, you do a lot of it on green screen, and you can't see what that world is.

Message boards are like going to a Halloween masquerade party. Everybody has a screen name.

This effect is so robust that it even occurs in virtual worlds, as in the "Corrupted Blood" plague that ravaged World of Warcraft in September 2005.

Skype is a wonderful thing. The irony is that you never Skype when you're in the same country as someone.

Diaspora starts about a thousand years from now. Most of human civilisation has moved inside computers; essentially, a major branch of our descendants consists of conscious software.

The complicated, ambiguous milieu of human contact is being replaced with simple, scalable equations. We maintain thousands more friends than any human being in history, but at the cost of complexity and depth. Every minute spent online is a minute of face-to-face time lost.

What I'm trying to do is to use my hologram at the same time in multiple locations, so I can be in front of thousands of people without leaving my office.

I started playing Madden back in 1993 because that was the first year I actually made it into the game and that was a big thrill. When you're in Madden, you've made it, baby.

I foresee online gaming changing when there are good audio-visual links connecting the participants, thus approximating play in a face-to-face group.

That's the beauty of the Internet is that we're no longer tied to our communities by physical connections.

I have a whole quarantine-on-camera look and it's my Harwell Godfrey hoops, my Phenomenal shirt, glasses, and my hair tied up into a bun. If I'm on camera, I'll wear some makeup.

I didn't expect to love being online as much as I do. I've met some wonderful people and discovered that however arcane some of my interests that there are people out there who are interested too.