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

When he painted a road, the roadmakers were there in his imagination, when he painted the turned earth of a ploughed field, the gesture of the blade turning the earth was included in his own act. Whenever he looked he saw the labour of existence; and this labour, recognised as such, was what constituted reality for him. (On Vincent Van Gogh)

Emigration, forced or chosen, across national frontiers or from village to metropolis, is the quintessential experience of our time.

If everything that existed were continually being photographed, every photograph would become meaningless.

When we suffer anguish we return to early childhood because that is the period in which we first learnt to suffer the experience of total loss. It was more than that. It was the period in which we suffered more total losses than in all the rest of our life put together.

Paris, I believe, is a man in his twenties in love with an older woman.

Photography, because it stops the flow of life, is always flirting with death.