The satisfaction comes from working next to 500 photographers and coming away with something different.

The greatest photographs are motivated by human feeling.

I love New York, but am happy to be away from it. I really like small towns, with welcoming barbecue restaurants.

I see myself as a recorder of history, sort of a visual historian.

War isn't a TV show with plot twists to keep the viewers interested. The proliferation of images and blanket media coverage have suffocated the life out of old-style photojournalism.

The fact that I have a little ten-megapixel camera with me all the time, is way better than having the greatest camera in the world sitting at home on a desk instead of on my shoulder.

It's a given your family will be tired of being photographed, but don't give up. In another couple of decades, those are the pictures you will be glad to have.

Shooting film is not for everybody, but if you're crazy enough it might be for you.

When you've lived through the golden age of photojournalism, there's no point in being nostalgic.

I hate being away, but I understand that for me, that's where the work, the stories are.

The prison bars deny you the now. You are forced to always think about the past or the future.

Their eyes persecuted him everywhere, eventually following him all the way into the darkness around his bed and into his dreams, like a madness that threatened to overpower him.

The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you.

Controlling your emotions is the biggest challenge for a horseman.

I got a vibrator that needed two nine volt batteries. What am I - R2D2? I don't know what to do with that.

Some people are saying Bill O'Reilly exaggerated his war experience in the 1980s. People became suspicious because O'Reilly said he was injured in the East Coast/West Coast rap wars.

We must raise and train an army of fighters for freedom.

He laughs, sucking his lip ring into his mouth. "I promise I'll go easy on you." A naughty feeling dances inside me. "What if I don't want you to go easy on me?

But think that we Are but turned aside to sleep.

Oh, Will Henry. After all we have been through, how could I send you away now, at our most critical hour? You are indispensable to me.