The highest vocation of photography is to explain man to man.

His view of time, and of change, has become that of most elderly people: he hates change, since for him - for his body - any change is for the worse. And if there is to be change, then he wants it to happen quickly, so it does not use up too much of the time remaining to him.

Writing is finally a series of permissions you give yourself to be expressive in certain ways. To leap. To fly. To fail.

Photographs are perhaps the most mysterious of all the objects that make up, and thicken, the environment we recognize as modern. Photographs really are experience captured, and the camera is the ideal arm of consciousness in its acquisitive mood.

The life of the creative man is lead, directed and controlled by boredom. Avoiding boredom is one of our most important purposes.

Photographs shock insofar as they show something novel.

To take a photograph is to participate in another person's mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt.