I don't like the discussions about whether photography is an art. Even though I think that if it would be just a craft I would not have stayed with it all my life.

I love the life of objects. When the children go to bed, the objects come to life. I like to tell stories about the life of inanimate objects.

I believe a lot in instinct. One should never dull it by wanting to know everything. One shouldn't ask too many questions but do what one does properly, never rush, and never torment oneself.

I believe that photography loves banal objects, and I love the life of objects.

But it is the same with man as with the tree. The more he seeks to rise into the height and light, the more vigorously do his roots struggle earthword, downword, into the dark, the deep - into evil.

That's how it is with a thing like grief as well. It lies oil slick over everything you do. It will pour out through the gaps in the most ordinary afternoons.

We only pass everything by like a transposition of air.

To some lawyers all facts are created equal.

Self-respect is the root of discipline: the sense of dignity grows with the ability to say no to oneself.

There are lots of things that you can brush under the carpet about yourself until you're faced with somebody whose needs won't be put off.

'Help' is a prayer that is always answered.

What has been America's most nurturing contribution to the culture of this planet so far? Many would say jazz. I, who love jazz, will say this instead: Alcoholics Anonymous.

That foreign trade should be fair rather than free.

This is one of the reasons we need to transition: people can't validate an identity they can't see.