Lovers are not snails; they don't have to protrude from their shells and meet each other halfway. Meet me within your own self.

People say, "Well, you went on television, it enlarged your readership." It did not at all, not at all. I might as well tell you, I lost some readership, because the profound audience felt somehow bothered by my too easy manner.

She seemed to belong to that pagan, primitive kingdom of birds and forests where everything was infinitely abundant, wild, blooming, and royal in its perpetual decay, death, and rebirth; illicit and clashing with the human world.

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

Photography was the first foreign language of my artistic expression.

I always have a sense of trembling, but so does a compass, after all.

When people claim to know who I am, I can no longer act freely.