Choosing sepia is all to do with trying to make the image look romantic and idealistic. It's sort of a soft version of propaganda.

All photography is propaganda.

Photography is the simplest thing in the world, but it is incredibly complicated to make it really work.

With photography, I like to create a fiction out of reality. I try and do this by taking society's natural prejudice and giving this a twist.

I think the ordinary is a very under-exploited aspect of our lives because it is so familiar.

You have to take a lot of bad pictures. Dont' be afraid to take bad pictures... You have to take a lot of bad pictures in order to know when you've got a good one.

You can read a lot about a country by looking at its beaches: across cultures, the beach is that rare public space in which all absurdities and quirky national behaviors can be found.

The easy bit is picking up a camera and pointing and shooting. But then you have to decide what it is you’re trying to say and express.

You can't learn passion, either you've got it or you haven't.

We are drowning in images. Photography is used as a propaganda tool, which serves to sell products and ideas. I use the same approach to show aspects of reality.

I am what I photograph.

Your words have the power of life and death. Choose them wisely.

I pay ZERO attention to what you say. But your actions have my undivided attention.

If you are distressed by anything external the pain is not due to the thing itself but to your own estimate of it and this you have the power to revoke at any moment.

I wanted to quit and to do this forever, sleep in a bed and in a tent, see what was over the next hill and never see a hill again. All of this all at once, every moment, on the trail or off.

The price for using dark magic is death, so that goes a long way toward deterring users.

I really enjoy a variety of different work, and what I've just done may sometimes determine what I choose to do next.

The most heroic thing you can do is tell someone that you love them.

There is something in the decay of nature that awakens thought, even in the most trifling mind.

The loudest noise in the world is silence.

Only those who believe attempt the seemingly impossible.