Quotes About Virtual

The vacuum of physics contains in its faculties everything that the laws of nature will permit. It fluctuates-the virtual particles come and go. The only thing they may be missing is the energy it would take to make them appear as real particles. All that can appear in reality must be present as a possibility- as a state of virtual particles-in a vacuum. Addd energy to the vacuum and those virtual states may appear as particles.

Charged particles can scatter light by absorbing and reemitting it (a). Light can scatter off light only by the mediation of charged particles-the virtual particle-antiparticle pairs fluctuating in the vacuum (b). This effect is very small; there is no experimental proof yet.

To many of these writers, planning became not just an approach to strategy formation but a virtual religion to be promulgated with the fervor of missionaries.

Caves have carried strong symbolic resonance for as long as there has been sacred legend. It might be tempting to say that it began with Plato's "allegory of the cave" in The Republic, which explores the interplay between shadows and reality (or in contemporary terms, perhaps, between virtual and actual reality).

She strode the earth clad in the invisible armor of their virtual companionship.

Welcome to Facelessbook: an antisocial network.

When you're dealing with digital goods, you don't have to be tied to one URL.

I tell people on Facebook what my Playstation user name is. It's quite a social thing. I put the headset on and I'm just yappin' away. It's kind of like a sad way of socialising. It's like meeting up with people but when you get bored with them you can just switch them off and walk away.

'Cyberspace' is a metaphorical idea which is supposed to be the space where your consciousness is located when you're using computer technology on the Internet, for example, and I'm not entirely sure it's such a useful term, but I think that's what most people mean by it.

I'm equally guilty of using technology - I Twitter, I text people, I chat. But I think there's something strangely insidious about it that it makes us think we're closer when in fact we're not seeing each other, we're not connecting.

As everything becomes digitized, there's the idea that things that can't be digitized become more valuable.

The Matrix is surely the kind of film about the matrix that the matrix would have been able to produce.

The clones are already there; the virtual beings are already there. We are all replicants! We are so in the sense that, as in Blade Runner, it is already almost impossible to distinguish properly human behaviour from its projection on the screen, from its double in the image and its computerized prostheses.

From the holocaust to the hologram: a fine programme.

This is doubtless the true Oedipal problem for everyone. Not so much to free yourself from the parental triangle as from your virtual double, from that umbilical alter ego who, for each individual, is like a congenital figure of death. It is doubtless with this hidden twin, this virtual twin whom we all carry within us at birth, that we have the greatest difficulty breaking.

In the face of extreme reality we are defenceless. But this is only a beginning. We are the aborigines, the anthropoids of the Virtual. In terms of world history, we are barely at the stage of the invention of fire and walking upright. Logically, it remains for us to be exploited and colonized by an even greater power.

When some dream only of transforming the world, others, regarding it as having disappeared, dream only of obliterating its traces. The real considered as infantile disorder of the virtual. Thought considered as infantile disorder of artificial intelligence. The image considered as infantile disorder of representation.

The problem of reference was already an almost insoluble one: how is it with the real? How is it with representation? But when, with the Virtual, the referent disappears, when it disappears into the technical programming of the image, when there is no longer the situation of the real world set over against a light-sensitive film (it is the same with language, which is like the sensitive film of ideas), then there is, ultimately, no possible representation any more.

However, we must not look on this domination of the Virtual as something inevitable. Above all, we must not take the Virtual for a 'reality' (definitely going too far!) and apply the categories of the real and the rational to it.(...)

It is not clear that, in their absolute sincerity, the testimonies themselves and the films do not contribute to this impossible memory. The real extermination is doomed to this other extermination which is that effected by the virtual. This is the true final solution.

It is like truth according to Nietzsche: we no longer believe that the truth is true when all its veils have been removed. Similarly, we do not believe that war is war when all uncertainty is supposedly removed and it appears as a naked operation. The nudity of war is no less virtual than that of the erotic body in the apparatus of striptease.

It is quite interesting that whilst there are tremendous theories, in the 1960s when IT was born, everybody was supposedly going to their cottage in the countryside to work in a virtual way.

It's always fun when you're doing the CGI stuff, to actually get to work with someone who is real, who's there.

It sounds a little extreme, but in this day and age, if your work isn't online, it doesn't exist.