The true content of a photograph is invisible, for it derives from a play, not with form, but with time.

Every painted image of something is also about the absence of the real thing. All painting is about the presence of absence.

A photograph is a meeting place where the interests of the photographer, the photographed, the viewer and those who are using the photograph are often contradictory. These contradictions both hide and increase the natural ambiguity of the photographic image.

What makes photography a strange invention is that its primary raw materials are light and time.

Never again shall a single story be told as though it were the only one.

When we read a story, we inhabit it. The covers of the book are like a roof and four walls. What is to happen next will take place within the four walls of the story. And this is possible because the story's voice makes everything its own.

The human imagination... has great difficulty in living strictly within the confines of a materialist practice or philosophy. It dreams, like a dog in its basket, of hares in the open.