There are photographs that I don’t take now, that I previously would have taken without any thought at all as to any misinterpretations.

We live in an age where anonymity is growing in magnitude like a bomb going off.

It's no small irony that the government inevitably and invariably ends up promoting precisely that which they would most like to repress.

I'm the last person who has any desire to instruct anybody in shame. That's no errand for me.

If somebody's pointing a trembling finger at your pants and saying you shouldn't be doing that, follow that finger back, go up the arm and look at the head that's behind it, because there's almost always something fairly woolly in there.

I'm guilty of extraordinary naivete, I suppose. But it's a naivete that I really don't want to abandon, not even now.

The world is shrinking as we see more and more of it in the media, and the more we see of the world, the smaller we are, the more aware we are of how insignificant any one of us is.