In my photographs it is apparent that there was no posing at the moment I released the shutter.

I don't fret over lost time - I can always use the situations in a novel.

The planned sit-down reception is an artificial forum where one is presented with a limited number of persons with whom he can hold a conversation.

Going around under an umbrella interferes with one's looking up at the sky.

In London, the weather would affect me negatively. I react strongly to light. If it is cloudy and raining, there are clouds and rain in my soul.

If we reduce social life to the smallest possible unit we will find that there is no social life in the company of one.

Take whatever you can from others, and when there is nothing left, forget about them.