Everyone in California is from somewhere else.

Images proliferate. Am I wrong in being reminded of printing money in a period of wild inflation? Do we know what we are doing? Are we able to evaluate what we have done?

Everyone in California is from somewhere else.

The photograph, after all, is just a photograph. Words will determine its meaning and status.

The imagination made us human, but being human, becoming more human, is a greater burden than we imagined. We have no choice but to imagine ourselves more human than we are.

The camera eye is the one in the middle of our forehead, combining how we see with what there is to be seen.

The man who comes to writing late, but is in essence a writer, may sometimes gain as much as he has lost: his experience of life has given him a subject, he is spared the youthful writer's self-torment and soul-searching.