I never look for a photograph. The photograph finds me and says, I'm here! and I say, Yes, I see you. I hear you.

The ground we walk on, the plants and creatures, the clouds above constantly dissolving into new formations - each gift of nature possessing its own radiant energy, bound together by cosmic harmony.

If you are not passionately devoted to an idea, you can make very pleasant pictures but they won't make you cry.

What the human eye sees is an illusion of what is real. The black and white image transforms illusions into another reality.

Fall in love. Every day. With everything. With life. If you can fall in love, you can be a photographer. I think that is absolutely essential.

If you are not willing to see more than is visible, you won't see anything.

I never question what to do, it tells me what to do. The photographs make themselves with my help.

Woman has been the target of much that is sordid and cheap, especially in photography. To raise, to elevate, to endorse with timeless reverence the image of woman, has been my mission.

A person cannot learn to be a photographer. He can only cultivate what he already has. I try to make people aware that they have something very precious to cultivate.

If youre not interested in life, then photography has no meaning

There is no such thing as taking too much time, because your soul is in that picture.

May our daily choices be a reflection of our deepest values, and may we use our voices to speak for those who need us most, those who have no voice, those who have no choice.

Always look at the positive side of life.

The Suicide, as she is falling, Illuminated by the moon, Regrets her act, and finds appallingThe thought she will be dead so soon.

To be the thing you see, stop thinking! To be wild waves, you must quit thinking, you must leave all the thoughts before the wild waves!

The discovery of your purpose (the reason for your existence) generates the passion and dedication it takes to pursue and fulfill it...

The piano is a monster that screams when you touch its teeth.

Cries of despair, misery, sobbing grief are a kind of wealth.

The New York Times distorts and defrauds the news and then claims to be impartial. They never give an even-handed version of the news - that's the last thing they'd ever do.

I haven't met a woman without insecurities.

Sea level rise and destruction of water resources as glaciers melt alone may have horrendous human consequences.