People robbed of their past seem to make the most fervent picture takers, at home and abroad.

Nothing is mysterious, no human relation. Except love.

Like the collector, the photographer is animated by a passion that, even when it appears to be for the present, is linked to a sense of the past.

Gide and I have attained such perfect intellectual communion that I experience the appropriate labor pains for every thought he gives birth to!

Transparence is the highest, most liberating value in art - and in criticism - today. Transparence means experiencing the luminousness of the thing in itself, of things being what they are.

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

The love of the famous, like all strong passions, is quite abstract. Its intensity can be measured mathematically, and it is independent of persons.