Quotes About Intrusion

A hacker is someone who uses a combination of high-tech cybertools and social engineering to gain illicit access to someone else's data.

Hesitation is often like procrastination. One may have vague doubts and feel a need to mull things over; meanwhile, other issues intrude on thought, and no decision is taken. Ask people why they procrastinate, and you probably won't get a crisp answer.

If you look into someone else's dreams, all you ever find are nightmares.

It's nice having your work recognized but having people follow you around is kinda weird.

The press was all over to get a picture of me. It got to the point where they were all over my house, following me to work... Then Tom Brokaw and everybody else was doing stories, 'A star is born.'

Media reporting denied privacy to anybody doing what I do for a living. It was no longer possible to work on your picture in privacy.

Domestic wiretaps, government television cameras blanketing our streets, spy drones by the thousands flying over our heads. It makes you wonder if the very foundation of this great country, which is liberty, is eroding right before our eyes.

There was a time when an ordinary American could close the door and keep the world at bay. Now the world comes elbowing in every time you go online.

Every time I see a story about the Go-Go's, it sounds like a gossip column about our health or our love life.

It was sort of that in-between area when people don't talk about their personal lives. That's the kind of life I think Kerry would be living now if it weren't for the Lopez character sort of outing her.

I once went through the dustbin outside David Bowie's house.

You're...standing...in...my...KUMQUATS!

I don't really talk about my personal life. It's a strange and funny and weird thing. Sometimes you have a conversation with someone and the paparazzi snaps a picture of you and people decide you're dating. If I try to answer everything people say, I would be up all night.

She's here," she whispered. "She's in Icicle's mind. Shhhh.

he should leave us alone," Zoe said, "and then we won't really need nose plugs." "Famous last words," Logan said.

THEY'RE HERE TO KILL OUR DRAGONETS!" shrieked the NightWing guard.

it is a dreadful thing to have a whole carriageful of people draw up at your door and leap out grinning, the house all ahoo, carpets taken up, a great washing going on, the children bawling, yourself confined to the head, having taken physic, and your wife gone to Pompey in hopes of a new cook.

And now it was no longer a matter of people wilfully moving his electric torch, attempting to steal his drawing-pins, hiding his valuable rubber, malignantly dusting his mounds: now it was with a far deeper conviction, indeed with real distress, that he could say, "I should not wish my fame on to anyone, not even my worst enemy … it makes me physically ill … I protect myself as well as I can … I am barricaded behind double-locked doors day and night.

The bedroom door opened a few inches. "Hey

Modern life is one sweeping, cradle-to-grave invasion of privacy. An encroachment on our ever-narrowing space. Our footprints in the sand are a billion bytes on a thousand hard drives. Fodder for the snoop and the historian alike.

January snow lay thick on the ground—crusty, pitted, and hardened, some of it like the bubbly honeycomb of air-dried sea foam in the tide wrack down at the beach, the sort of snow that stays so long you get used to the intrusion of that world of uninvited white, a hooded subverted landscape, sparkling in the low flame of a sallow sunrise on a winter morning.

The recluse, the shunner of fame, the "I just want to be alone" escapee—B. Traven was one, so was J. D. Salinger—seems perversely to invite intrusion.

The intrusion of outsiders in the day-to-day lives of Africans was the sort of thing I had always criticized.

There are eyes everywhere. No blind spot left. What shall we dream of when everything becomes visible? We'll dream of being blind.