The power of large corporations is still a scourge on the earth, but at least the arguments supporting them are undermined now.

Getting lost was not a matter of geography so much as identity, a passionate desire, even an urgent need, to become no one and anyone, to shake off the shackles that remind you who you are, who others think you are.

The poet Marianne Moore famously wrote of 'real toads in imaginary gardens,' and the labyrinth offers us the possibility of being real creatures in symbolic space...In such spaces as the labyrinth we cross over [between real and imaginary spaces]; we are really travelling, even if the destination is only symbolic.

To lose yourself: a voluptuous surrender, lost in your arms, lost to the world, utterly immersed in what is present so that its surroundings fade away. In Benjamin’s terms, to be lost is to be fully present, and to be fully present is to be capable of being in uncertainty and mystery.

Walking allows us to be in our bodies and in the world without being made busy by them.

...the questions a photographer raises may be more profound than the answers the medium permits.

A labyrinth is a symbolic journey . . . but it is a map we can really walk on, blurring the difference between map and world.