When Cartier-Bresson goes to China, he shows that there are people in China, and that they are Chinese.

Real art has the capacity to make us nervous.

The quality of American life is an insult to the possibilities of human growth... the pollution of American space, with gadgetry and cars and TV and box architecture, brutalizes the senses, making gray neurotics of most of us, and perverse spiritual athletes and strident self-transcenders of the best of us.

The young-old polarization and the male-female polarization are perhaps the two leading stereotypes that imprison people.

Any critic is entitled to wrong judgments, of course. But certain lapses of judgment indicate the radical failure of an entire sensibility.

I do not think white America is committed to granting equality to the American Negro... this is a passionately racist country; it will continue to be so in the foreseeable future.

I certainly identify myself as a feminist.