When I was teaching at Harvard in the 1970s, I went to Project Incorporated in Cambridge and took photography classes. I didn't even know how to aim the camera in those days.

Clichés so often befall vain people.

What will happen can't be stopped. Aim for Grace.

You put a character out there and you're in their power. You're in trouble if they're in yours.

It seems to me that the problem with diaries, and the reason that most of them are so boring, is that every day we vacillate between examining our hangnails and speculating on cosmic order.

Whatever one intends, the work takes on a life of its own.

I think almost always that what gets me going with a story is the atmosphere, the visual imagery, and then I people it with characters, not the other way around.