In the early 1970s, phone phreaks manipulated the long-distance system using blue boxes that they built from sketchy photocopied schematics that were often riddled with errors. Not many had the skill to do this. Phreaking was restricted to a select few.

I've got 4,000 cell phone minutes, and I take it to the limit every month.

I use Postmates more than I use the actual telephone app on my phone.

I had an iPhone for a while, I gave that to my grandson. Kids are really caught up in that.

If I'm eating, I'll leave my phone places and don't touch it for a few hours, daily.

My father-in-law saw me at a dance performance. The next day, I got a phone call, and the caller said, 'I'm Dhirubhai Ambani... may I talk to Nita?' I said, 'It's a wrong number' and put down the phone. Then he called again... and I said, 'If you're Dhirubhai Ambani, then I'm Elizabeth Taylor.'

I really enjoyed working on a building site. I also worked for a couple of months in a mobile phone repair shop. That just wasn't me.

The phone started ringing when I dropped 'Whack World.'

Kids are prone to be on their phone and their iPads, prone to sharing things and making things. Instead of trying to divorce education from that, let's lean into that.

When people heckle me, I have the microphone. And the press has the microphone.

I was on my bike, cycling to Stanford, and it struck me that a week had gone by without my having a phone. And everything was just fine. Better than fine, actually. I felt more relaxed, carefree, happier.

I get up early and open my emails, write cheques, and answer the phone; whatever needs to be done.

I have a limited knowledge of the Internet, which is pretty clear, I don't even turn anything on other than my phone, when it gets stuck, my kids turn it on.

As long as I can make a phone call and do a WhatsApp, I'm fine.

Even if you buy a Finnish, Korean or American phone - it will be Ericsson on the inside.

I will never not take anyone's phone call.

At times, when I reach my saturation point, I go to some random place and throw my phone away.

I'm actually a big fan of turning off my phone and ignoring it for large chunks of the day.

I cannot live without my iPhone.

I do think that the desire to permanently alter your body is triggered by this easy access to Photoshop on your phone.