I prefer my hesitations, my false paths, my stammering, to a preconceived idea.

Life is short. Forgive quickly. Kiss slowly.

A photographer who made a picture from a splendid moment, an accidental pose of someone or a beautiful scenery, is the finder of a treasure.

The marvels of daily life are exciting; no movie director can arrange the unexpected that you find in the street.

I hate collectors, the ones who take something just for themselves.

You know, they always say that the photographer is a hunter of images. That is a flattering image, the idea of a hunter, it's virile, acquired power. Actually though, it isn't that. We are really fishermen with hooks and lines.

I prefer my hesitations, my false paths, my stammering, to a preconceived idea.