Photography today appears to be in a state of flight... The familiar is made strange, the unfamiliar grotesque. The amateur forces his Sundays into a series of unnatural poses.

I many times encountered courage, real courage. Undeniable courage. I've heard it said that that was the highest quality of the human animal. I encountered that many times, in unexpected places. And I have learned to recognize it when I see it.

I realize more and more what it takes to be a really good photographer. You go in over your head, not just up to your neck.

We know by now how to photograph poor people. What we don't know is how to photograph affluence - whose other face is poverty.

Pick a theme and work it to exhaustion... the subject must be something you truly love or truly hate.

Surefire things are deadening to the human spirit.

You know there are moments such as these when time stands still and all you do is hold your breath and hope it will wait for you.