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.

Nature in America has always been suspect, on the defensive, cannibalized by progress. In America, every specimen becomes a relic.

Love dies because its birth was an error.

Instead of just recording reality, photographs have become the norm for the way things appear to us, thereby changing the very idea of reality and of realism.

The ratio of authentic literature to trash in pornography may be somewhat lower than the ratio of novels of genuine literary meritto the entire volume of sub-literary fiction produced for mass taste. But it is probably not lower than, for instance, that of another somewhat shady sub-genre with a few first-rate books to its credit, science fiction.

Life is a movie; death is a photograph.

Experiences aren't pornographic; only images and representations - structures of the imagination - are.