What makes me feel strong? Being in love and work. I must work.

I don't consider devotion to the past a form of snobbery. Just one of the more disastrous forms of unrequited love.

For those who live neither with religious consolations about death nor with a sense of death (or of anything else) as natural, death is the obscene mystery, the ultimate affront, the thing that cannot be controlled. It can only be denied.

...what I write is smarter than I am. Because I can rewrite it.

Photography is, first of all, a way of seeing.

The discovery of the good taste of bad taste can be very liberating. The man who insists on high and serious pleasures is depriving himself of pleasure; he continually restricts what he can enjoy; in the constant exercise of his good taste he will eventually price himself out of the market, so to speak. Here Camp taste supervenes upon good taste as a daring and witty hedonism. It makes the man of good taste cheerful, where before he ran the risk of being chronically frustrated. It is good for the digestion.

The only story that seems worth writing is a cry, a shot, a scream. A story should break the reader's heart.