When writing is good, everything is symbolic, but symbolic writing is seldom good.

I prefer a taken to a made photograph.

As the style of Faulkner grew out of his rage--out of the impotence of his rage--the style of Hemingway grew out of the depth andnuance of his disenchantment.

The man who walks alone is soon trailed by the F.B.I.

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

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

We make to ourselves pictures of facts. The picture is a model of reality