So I went to Chicago in 1940, I think, '41, and the photographs that I made there, aside from fashion, were things that I was trying to express in a social conscious way.

If you don't have anything to say, your photographs aren't going to say much.

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.

At first I wasn't sure that I had the talent, but I did know I had a fear of failure, and that fear compelled me to fight off anything that might abet it.

Photography was my choice of weapons.

Use anger to emotionalize whatever thing you intend to do in life - being a painter, a poet or a photographer

I suffered first as a child from discrimination, poverty ... So I think it was a natural follow from that that I should use my camera to speak for people who are unable to speak for themselves.