Utopia is in the moment. Not in some future time, some other place, but in the here and now, or else it is nowhere.

If you can imagine photography in the guise of a woman and you’d ask her what she thought of Stieglitz, she’d say: He always treated me like a gentleman.

A woman artist could be one of those intuitive geniuses [who] have kept their childlike spirit and have added to it breadth of vision and experience.

For that is the power of the camera: seize the familiar and give it new meanings, a special significance by the mark of a personality.

The arts equally have distinct departments, and unless photography has its own possibilities of expression, separate from those of the other arts, it is merely a process, not an art.

I am not a painter, nor an artist. Therefore I can see straight, and that may be my undoing.

The fight for photography became my life.