It's so off the charts and off anybody's radar screen, that place. It might as well be another planet. Just try to find somebody who's been to Madagascar. Nobody has been to Madagascar.

A forest of these trees is a spectacle too much for one man to see.

There's nobody between you and the print. Nobody. It's you and the subject and the final print. And if you get it published that way, you've said it.

The joy of viewing land, the hope of in a few days ranging through the long wished-for spot and the pleasure of again resuming my wonted employment may be readily calculated.

Photographer's advice: Stand in the right place.

Some guys can run fast, some guys can sing, I found I could take photographs that people were interested in.

It's very simple... this banging around with a camera and typewriter as a business is just one helluva lot of fun.

I would question any fee. Let them know you're comparison shopping among several lenders.

i held it up, and tried to channel happy dog thoughts toward Cerberus- Alpo commercials, cute little puppies, fire hydrants.

Now the Sirens have a still more fatal weapon than their song, namely their silence... someone might possibly have escaped from their singing; but from their silence, certainly never.

The sun exactly at noon is exactly [beginning to] go down. And a creature when he is born is exactly [beginning to] die.

I think some people ramp a side of themselves up for performance purposes.

There's no rule that everyone has to change.

I was class mom at the preschool one year and I was pretty much asked not to do that again!

Oughta be a law everybody has to take a trip every two years just to make 'em realize how good home is.

I don't settle. That's how I am.

I wish Stanley Baldwin no ill, but it would have been much better if he had never lived.