Oh, you ask me, what is the greatest torture of a person who does portraits for a living? I could fill several volumes with nice nasty stories. I don't know.

I turn people into human beings by not making them into gods.

Suppose Cartier-Bresson asked the man who jumped the puddle to do it again --- it never would have been the same. Start stealing!

Get it out of your historic head.

I just believe in working. I'm not one of those romantic explainers of my own individual point of view.

I don't think there's any such thing as teaching people photography, other than influencing them a little. People have to be their own learners. They have to have a certain talent.

I'd never kill myself for a man. I wouldn't do it for anybody.