Quotes About Game

Picture this: Two people are in a room. One's a sociopath, one's not. Who has the advantage? The sociopath. Because it knows it's a sociopath. The empath doesn't. The empath thinks they're playing by the same rules. They aren't. They aren't even playing the same game. There are no rules with a sociopath. There's only— DESIRE, LUST, GREED, AND THE PATH WE CHOOSE TO SUPREMACY.

The feelings I had for my sister were jumbled together, like the monkeys in a barrel game we'd had as children. All the brightly colored monkeys with their curved arms tangled and entwined, so convoluted that it was almost impossible to separate them.

Those among us who are unwilling to expose their ideas to the hazard of refutation do not take part in the scientific game.

The point is, if you treat reality like a game, it's going to show in your decisions.

Liz used to joke that when she was an undergrad at Cornell, she and the girls in her sorority would play "Homeless? Or tenured professor?" while driving around the streets of Ithaca. It was a hard game.

It (proof by contradiction) is a far finer gambit than any chess gambit: a chess player may offer the sacrifice of a pawn or even a piece, but a mathematician offers the game.

The proof is by reductio ad absurdum, and reductio ad absurdum, which Euclid loved so much, is one of a mathematician's finest weapons5. It is a far finer gambit than any chess gambit: a chess player may offer the sacrifice of a pawn or even a piece, but a mathematician offers the game.

he had made such and such a move, then I had such and such a winning combination in mind.' But the 'great game' of chess is primarily psychological, a conflict between one trained intelligence and another, and not a mere collection of small mathematical theorems.

Life is a mysterious game: the only way to win is to surrender.

If this were a game, he could hit pause. He could restart, say different things, the right ones this time. He could search his inventory for the item that would make Sadie not leave.

I thought you were worried I was going to die," Sam said. "No. You'll never die. And if you ever died, I'd just start the game again," Sadie said. "Sam's dead. Put another quarter in the machine." "Go back to the save point. Keep playing, and we'll win eventually.

And this is the truth of any game - it can only exist at the moment that it is being played. It's the same with being an actor. In the end, all we can ever know is the game that was played, in the only world that we know.

In games, the thing that matters most is the order of things. The game has an algorithm, but the player also must create a play algorithm in order to win. There is an order to any victory. There is an optimal way to play any game.

The mazes were for Sadie. To design a game is to imagine the person who will eventually play it.

He wanted to ask her to work with him at a special place—the occasion of their prospective creative union should be memorable. Even then, he felt that if they made a game, and if the game became what he knew it could be, he would want there to be a story about the day Sam Masur and Sadie Green had decided to work together. He was already imagining Sam-and-Sadie lore, and he didn't even have a definitive idea for a game yet.

Sadie had invented a game where if Naomi called bedtime before Sadie did for seven nights in a row, Naomi received a prize. Yes, it was manipulative and basically bribery, but it was also effective

As a wedding gift to Ms. Marks, Dr. Daedalus created a topiary hedge maze in the garden by her house. When asked why she had decided to make such a gift, the doctor replied cryptically, "To make a game is to imagine the person playing it.

This is the most violent poetry game I've ever played,' Marx said.

In the end, all we can ever know is the game that was played, in the only world that we know.

Sadie," he said. "Do you know why I want to make a game?" "Of course. Because you foolishly think it will make you rich and famous." "No. It's very simple. I want to make something that will make people happy.

What is a game?' Marx said. 'It is tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. It's the possibility of infinite rebirth, infinite redemption. The idea that if you keep playing, you could win. No loss is permanent, because nothing is permanent, ever.

Sadie knew there was probably some message in this for her, but she couldn't be bothered to decipher it. It made her feel egomaniacal and ungenerous to think this way, but wasn't there always some game Sam was playing?

A good game, like Ichigo, was hard, but fair. The "unfair game" was life itself.

Maniac Mansion," Sadie said. "That's it. Of course, it's Maniac Mansion. God, we loved that game. I was thinking, we should make something set in a mansion sometime." "And each room is a time-travel portal." "Maybe all the people from all the different periods who ever lived there are there." "And they're not happy about it," Sadie said.