Ready Player One (Ready Player One, #1)

by Ernest Cline

I’m not crazy about reality, but it’s still the only place to get a decent meal. —Groucho Marx

I’d come to see my rig for what it was: an elaborate contraption for deceiving my senses, to allow me to live in a world that didn’t exist. Each component of my rig was a bar in the cell where I had willingly imprisoned myself.