The subject matter is so much more important than the photographer.

I think maybe the rural influence in my life helped me in a sense, of knowing how to get close to people and talk to them and get my work done.

I've known both misery and happiness, lived in so many different skins it is impossible for one skin to claim me. And I have felt like a wayfarer on an alien planet at times - walking, running, wondering about what brought me to this particular place, and why. But once I was here the dreams started moving in, and I went about devouring them as they devoured me.

But I do feel a little teeny right now that I'm just about ready to start, and winter is entering. Half past autumn has arrived.

If a man can reach the latter days of his life with his soul intact, he has mastered life.

Enthusiasm is the electricity of life

The photographer begins to feel big and bloated and so big he can't walk through one of these doors because he gets a good byline; he gets notices all over the world and so forth; but they're really - the important people are the people he photographs.