In America, the photographer is not simply the person who records the past, but the one who invents it.

Nothing is mysterious, no human relation. Except love.

I discovered that I am tired of being a person. Not just tired of being the person I was, but any person at all

Conventions vs. spontaneity. This is a dialectical choice, it depends on the assessment you make of your own times. If you judge that your own time is ridden with empty insincere formalities, you plump for spontaneity, for indecorous behavior even...Much of morality is the task of compensating for one's age. One assumes unfashionable virtues, in an indecorous time. In a time hollowed out by decorum, one must school oneself in spontaneity.

Etymologically, 'patient' means sufferer.

I feel that I've had enough theoretical speculation to last me a lifetime.

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.