...to photograph is to frame, and to frame is to exclude.

Tamed as it may be, sexuality remains one of the demonic forces in human consciousness - pushing us at intervals close to taboo and dangerous desires, which range from the impulse to commit sudden arbitrary violence upon another person to the voluptuous yearning for the extinction of one's consciousness, for death itself. Even on the level of simple physical sensation and mood, making love surely resembles having an epileptic fit at least as much as, if not more than, it does eating a meal or conversing with someone.

Desire has no history.

... the place we assign to pornography depends on the goals we set for our own consciousness, our own experience.

Ours is a culture based on excess, on overproduction; the result is a steady loss of sharpness in our sensory experience. All the conditions of modern life - its material plenitude, its sheer crowdedness - conjoin to dull our sensory faculties

The culture-heroes of our liberal bourgeois civilisation are ant-liberal and ant-bourgeois . . .

Talking like touching. Writing like punching somebody.