The pictures are there, and you just take them.
It’s not enough to have talent. You also have to be Hungarian.
What's the point of getting killed if you've got the wrong exposure?
If your pictures aren't good enough, you aren't close enough.
The war correspondent has his stake - his life - in his own hands, and he can put it on this horse or that horse, or he can put it back in his pocket at the very last minute.
For a war correspondent to miss an invasion is like refusing a date with Lana Turner.