I wanted so much to write that I couldn't write a word.

The meaning of quality in photography's best pictures lies written in the language of vision. That language is learned by chance, not system.

Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.

It's too presumptuous and naïve to think you can change society by a photograph or anything else... I equate that with propaganda; I think that's a lower rank of purpose.

That’s my idea of what a portrait ought to be, anonymous and documentary and a straightforward picture of mankind.

Whether he is an artist or not, the photographer is a joyous sensualist, for the simple reason that the eye traffics in feelings, not in thoughts.

The eye traffics in feelings, not in thoughts.