Quotes About Intrusion

Ask me a question about paparazzi, and I get so heated. And I feel so bad for young kids of celebrities. My nieces and nephews get yelled at, and I'm like, 'You are yelling at a 2-year-old.'

When I was about to be famous, I feared it on a few levels. I feared it because I didn't want people to lump me in with those people who'd do anything to be famous. I didn't like the word 'celebrity.' I feared intrusion, you know? Make me famous, and suddenly you can go through my trash bins.

I hated my brief fame. We had TV vans camped outside my house, reporters hounded me... people i'd know for years started treating me differently.

My life has become a reality show. When I am home, people are climbing trees with cameras. I feel that my personal space is being encroached upon. I will try and protect it as much as I can.

They surrounded me, bare me. Their fingers like tentacles and their desires like knives. Their fingers traced my secrets and their desires carved my skin.

If somebody's hacking you, you don't want them to know that you know. You want to find out what they're doing, how they're doing it, and then you'll let them know you know.

I'd rather have the thieves than the neighbors - the thieves don't impose. Thieves just want your things, neighbors want your time.

As we locked the front door behind us, she said, "How do you keep getting in without my knowing it? Did Jill give you a key without mentioning it to me?" "Trade secret," I said. "What trade is that? Cat burglar?" "Yes, although I prefer the technical term." "What's that?" "Music promoter.

In the U.S., they just want to know who you're sleeping with.

I know that my fans want to know who I'm sleeping with, but it's really none of their business.

I live on a small town on the lake, and I mean people would get on their jet skis and just post up in front of my crib, trying to see who was there in my house.

I've had people sneak into dressing rooms. They're harmless. They just like to brag.

If you come on my property, I've got you from the second that you enter on. There's little lasers... my TVs come on in my room and fall just right on you. So, there's no way to sneak up on me. And I've got a loud dog.

The NSA is already bugging everything that everybody does. Each time there's a new revelation from Snowden, you realise the extent of it.

Otro problema surge cuando interviene el gobierno. John Perry Barlow, poeta y letrista de Grateful Dead, afirma: «Pedirle al gobierno que proteja nuestra privacidad es como pedirle a un voyeur que nos instale unas persianas

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Without asking her permission, someone is trying to intrude her life, draw her attention, in short, to bother her.

We live in an age when private life is being destroyed. The police destroy it in Communist countries, journalists threaten it in democratic countries, and little by little the people themselves lose their taste for private life and their sense of it. Life when one can't hide from the eyes of others — that is hell.

The game Rock Band has been haunting me like a bad ring tone. It gets stuck in my head and momentarily effaces all that I love about music.

The rats were all gone, but He slid into the room through the sash, though it was only open an inch wide-just as the Moon herself has often come in through the tiniest crack, and has stood before me in all her size and splendour.

It seems that there is never to be any perfect rest. Even in Eden the snake rears its head among the laden boughs of the Tree of Knowledge. The silence of the dreamless night is broken by the roar of the avalanche; the hissing of sudden floods; the clanging of the engine bell marking its sweep through a sleeping American town; the clanking of distant paddles over the sea....

Get out! No sanctuary here. Father sees all.

If you go where you do not belong, you could open the door to vicious retribution from powerful enemies.

The minute you get engaged, you become public property.