Photographs furnish evidence. Something we hear about, but doubt, seems proven when we're shown a photograph of it.

Paintings invariably sum up; photographs usually do not. Photographic images are pieces of evidence in an ongoing biography or history. And one photograph, unlike one painting, implies that there will be others.

The camera can be lenient; it is can also expert at being cruel. But its cruelty only produces another kind of beauty, according to the surrealist preferences which rule photographic taste.

Reality has come to seem more and more like what we are shown by cameras.

Passion paralyzes good taste.

Mad people = People who stand alone and burn. I'm attracted to them because they give me permission to do the same.

Photographs trade simultaneously on the prestige of art and the magic of the real.