I have been told that I am a "natural" feminist, someone who was born a feminist. In fact I was quite blind to what the problem was: I couldn't understand why anyone would hesitate to do what they wanted to do just because they were told that women didn't do such things.

To make your life being a writer, it's an auto-slavery ... you are both the slave and the task-master.

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.

The last sentence of a book is, of course, where you have to stop.

With more people, there are more voices to tune out.

This is the beauty that emerges from self-confidence, class confidence. That says, I am not born to please. I am born to be pleased.

The question of the social uses of photography opens out into the very largest issues of the self, of the relationship to community, to reality.