Love involves a peculiar unfathomable combination of understanding and misunderstanding.

We stand on a precipice, then before a chasm, and as we wait it becomes higher, wider, deeper, but I am crazy enough to think it doesn't matter which way we leap because when we leap we will have learned to fly. Is that blasphemy or faith?

And the revelation was a little like what saints receive on mountains - a further chapter in the history of the mystery.

Taking pictures is like tiptoeing into the kitchen late at night and stealing Oreo cookies.

The Chinese have a theory that you pass through boredom into fascination and I think it's true. I would never choose a subject for what it means to me or what I think about it. You've just got to choose a subject - and what you feel about it, what it means, begins to unfold if you just plain choose a subject and do it enough.

Everybody has that thing where they need to look one way but they come out looking another way and that's what people observe. You see someone on the street and essentially what you notice about them is the flaw. It's just extraordinary that we should have been given these peculiarities. Something is ironic in the world and it has to do with the fact that what you intend never comes out like you intend it.

Everybody has that thing where they need to look one way but they come out looking another way and that's what people observe.