There are more and more taboos about calling something, anything, ugly.

The photographer is an armed version of the solitary walker reconnoitering, stalking, cruising the urban inferno, the voyeuristic stroller who discovers the city as a landscape of voluptuous extremes. Adept of the joys of watching, connoisseur of empathy, the flâneur finds the world 'picturesque.

In a culture whose already classical dilemma is the hypertrophy of the intellect at the expense of energy and sensual capability, interpretation is the revenge of the intellect upon art.

I don’t care about someone being intelligent; any situation between people, when they are really human with each other, produces ‘intelligence.

A fiction about soft or easy deaths is part of the mythology of most diseases that are not considered shameful or demeaning.

In the greatest art, one is always aware of things that cannot be said. . .of the contradiction between expression and the presence of the inexpressible. Stylistic devices are also techniques of avoidance. The most potent elements of a work of art are, often, its silences.

Everything was simple, physical, painful, exalting. The world consisted of the four elements - land and water, firepower and distancing air.