Writes have an island, a center of refuge, within themselves. It is the mind's anchorage, the soul's Great Good Place.

I prefer a taken to a made photograph.

After many months of writing, it occured to me that it might be possible to photograph, in the flesh, what I was attempting to capture in words. I bought a Rolleiflex camera and began to take pictures of objects or structures that were used and abused by human hands

We're in the world of communications more and more, tough we're in communication less and less.

Writing has made me rich-not in money but in a couple hundred characters out there, whose pursuits and anguish and triumphs I've shared. I am unspeakably grateful at the life I have come to lead.

[We] make images to see clearly: then we see clearly what we have made.

In the blur of the photograph, time leaves its gleaming, snail-like track.