I am the place in which something has occurred.

[Photography] remains servile to a thoughtless vision of the world... As the term snapshot suggests, photography seizes the moment and exhibits it.

Anthropology found its Galileo in Rivers, its Newton in Mauss.

The musical emotion springs precisely from the fact that at each moment the composer withholds or adds more or less than the listener anticipates on the basis of a pattern that he thinks he can guess, but that he is incapable of wholly divining. If the composer withholds more than we anticipate, we experience a delicious falling sensation; we feel we have been torn from a stable point on the musical ladder and thrust into the void. When the composer withholds less, the opposite occurs: he forces us to perform gymnastic exercises more skillful than our own.

With all its technical sophistication, the photographic camera remains a coarse device compared to the human hand and brain.

The world began without man, and it will complete itself without him.

I am the place in which something has occurred.