There are many photographs which are full of life but which are confusing and difficult to remember. It is the force of an image which matters.

Only powerfully conceived images have the ability to penetrate the memory, to stay there, in short to become unforgettable.

My ambition was always to show aspects of daily life as if we were seeing them for the first time.

The purpose of art is to raise people to a higher level of awareness than they would otherwise attain on their own.

To me photography must suggest, not insist or explain.

For me the criterion of a good photograph is that it is unforgettable.

A poor photographer meets chance one out of a hundred times and a good photographer meets chance all the time.

To keep from going stale you must forget your professional outlook and rediscover the virginal eye of the amateur.

The wall, safe haven for what is forbidden, gives a voice to all those who would, without it, be condemned to silence

The precise instant of creation is when you choose the subject. (meaning that the essential thing occurs at the moment when he, the photographer, meets the reality he wishes to capture.

The surrealism of my pictures was nothing but the real made eerie by vision. I was trying to express reality, for there is nothing more surrealist.

In times of solitude, we are still to hear the voice of God.

In great contests each party claims to act in accordance with the will of God. Both may be, and one must be wrong.

That God has managed to survive the inanities of the religions that do Him homage is truly a miraculous proof of His existence.

The secret to raising children is to love them... And teach them to operate in a way you can tolerate them the best.

Zeal is ever the buckler and shield of a true soldier.

Coalition forces have encountered serious violence in some areas of Iraq. Our military commanders report that this violence is being insticated by three groups.

Let us leave theories there and return to here's hear.

Railing in other men may be a crime, But ought to pass for mere instinct in him: Instinct he follows and no further knows, For to write verse with him is to transprose.

Like the bright, cool dawn after a night of prison and of thunder, Man can taste that freedom sought so long.

I love uniforms because they allow you to hide. No one knows what you are thinking, so it's a very appropriate and correct way to be yourself.