I used to work as a private detective years and years ago.

There is only one direction. (Down.) There is only one color. (Black.) And there is only one number (Zero.)

There's this crazy thinking that style guarantees truth. You go out with a hand-held camera, use available light, and somehow the truth emerges.

The pursuit of truth, properly considered, shouldn't stop short of insanity.

You can't really trust anybody who doesn't talk a lot, because how would you know what they're thinking?

All alone - shorn of context, without captions - a photograph is neither true nor false.... For truth, properly considered, is about the relationship between language and the world, not about photographs and the world.

Film is lies at twenty-four frames a second.