I got a lot of flak originally for writing with photographs, because the great cliche in photography is that one photograph is worth a thousand words, and photographers are usually dodo birds anyway.

Trust that little voice in your head that says 'Wouldn't it be interesting if...'; And then do it.

I believe in the imagination. What I cannot see is infinitely more important than what I can see.

I am an expressionist and by that I mean that I'm not a photographer or a writer or a painter or a tap dancer, but rather someone who expresses himself according to his needs.

Don’t try to be an artist. Find the thing within you that needs to be expressed. You might find it is art.

Even in the deepest love relationship - when lovers say 'I love you' to each other - we don't really know what we're saying, because language isn't equal to the complexity of human emotions.

Photography deals exquisitely with appearances, but nothing is what it appears to be.

Art is really whispering, not shouting.

In the West, people tend to look at life as spectators, but in the East, people are the thing.

The majority of photographers focus on the obvious. They believe and accept what their eyes tell them, and yet eyes know nothing.

All good work has magic in it, and addresses the mind in a subtle way.

As far as it’s ideal that you get helped by people, it doesn't mean they are compelled to make your dreams come true without your own efforts.

I am just going outside and may be some time." Reportedly the last words of Lawrence Oates according to Captain Robert Falcon Scott, who commanded the ill-fated expedition to the South Pole 1911/12.

This country was founded with the understanding that we shall be allowed to hold slaves. It was a condition of the formation. That shall not change regardless of the rhetoric coming from the North.

In my experience, telling someone to switch Unix shells for ease of use is like telling him to switch cigarette brands for his health.

The mold of our fortunes is in our own hands.

People demand freedom only when they have no power.

I grew up in such a featureless, personality-less suburb. There was nothing to push against.

The Bible opens and closes with a wedding.

A pox on both his testicles! (Esperetta)

The only engine big enough to impact Mother Nature is Father Greed.