Quotes About Posting

I started making videos to post just for my friends to see, and people really liked them. One day, I realized they had a couple thousand views on YouTube - I hadn't even known other people were watching them.

I think that people post to social media to help shape their public identity.

I'm pretty much on all social media, but Instagram is the coolest, and I use it the most because I take a lot of pictures and I like to post them, but I link them all to each one.

Twitter is an extension of every dumb thought I have, firing it off - Instagram is a little more methodical.

It was common knowledge that big, bad city boys spent the bulk of their time sleeping around, coiffing their hair and posting pictures of food on the internet.

I tweet 15 times a day to keep my brain stimulated.

I was really gratified that, of all the episodes of 'Cooked,' the baking one really hit a chord. There were months where there were dozens of loaves posted from people on my Twitter feed every day... And it's a little bit of a guy thing. Most of those loaves put up on Twitter were put up there by guys.

I'm never on Twitter. I'm never on Instagram. And that's not by choice: it's just that those things never really interested me. I might post a picture here and there, but that ain't really been my focus.

Twitter's more fast-paced. Instagram, it's more, like, lifestyle and posting very specific, cool pictures.

I have Twitter auto-post to my Facebook page, and I occasionally post things directly to Facebook as well. I've always noticed that the direct-to-Facebook approach generates far more likes, but I've never actually gone back and run the averages.

Virality, at its core, is asking someone to spend their social capital recommending or linking or posting about you for free.

Well yet, this life such as it is, yet we love it, and loath we are to end it; and if it be in hazard by the law, what running, riding, posting, suing, bribing, and if all will not serve, what breaking prison is there for it!

After a lifetime of posting on blogs and videotaping his every move and emotion for social media, he was facing nothing less than identity fatigue.

When you post something, when you text something, you lose ownership of it when you hit enter or send. Who you send it to, where you post it, they take ownership of that information whether you like it or not. Unfortunately, you don't lose responsibility for that text or post.

I started posting on my social media super-young. I didn't really understand what it was. When I was about 15, I started posting behind-the-scenes of shoots, little things of me holding up the color corrector, cute things, me in a bikini. It was just all innocent and fun, and I saw people really starting to respond to it.

When 8chan came back online, it was extremely unstable. I was trying to post on it to see if it worked. And it was not working at all for me, but somehow, Q' was posting. And that was kind of the moment for me that sealed the deal If they had not already been controlling it before, they were controlling it now.

in Theo – quiet, efficient Theo – to get him through the morning. Trusting in luck to get him through the day. Trusting in the drinking at Cicero's to get him through the night. Trusting in the unimportance of his posting to get him through life.

I have asked my mom and my sister a couple times if I should post something or not. Or if they think a video is funny.

Right now, I've really started to just go out there and showcase my full ability, but it's going to be a surprise. That's why you don't see me on social media right now posting videos of me shooting and everything: because I want it to be special when I come back. I want to have people guessing, so it's going to be good.

Just remember when you post something, the computers remember forever.

There was my acquaintance from the Porpoise; Lord John's blond hair was hidden under a formal wig tonight, but I recognized the fine, clear features and slight, muscular body at once. He stood a little apart from the other dignitaries, alone. Rumor had it that his wife had refused to leave England to accompany him to this posting.

It's bizarre: sometimes I go through periods where I really want to put a song up online, and sometimes I'm sort of busy with other things... It's very much a hobby, that kind of thing. I sort of post it more for maybe my mom's benefit, and suddenly she says, 'It's got 50,000 views.' And I think maybe I should've put it as private.

I was going to tweet every three seconds about every thought that went through my mind, and I did that for a few days. It was really fun, and funny to me.

A posting for a freshwater hurricane existed—two red flags with black boxes—but there was reluctance to use it. Hurricanes were considered tropical.