Time runs and flows and only our death succeeds in catching up with it. Photography is a blade which, in eternity, impales the dazzling moment.

It is an illusion that photos are made with the camera... they are made with the eye, heart and head.

One eye of the photographer looks wide open through the viewfinder, the other, the closed looks into his own soul.

To me, photography is the simultaneous recognition, in a fraction of a second, of the significance of an event.

Sharpness is a bourgeois concept

In photography, the smallest thing can be a great subject. The little, human detail can become a Leitmotiv.

Photography is a way of shouting, of freeing oneself, not of proving or asserting one's own originality. It's a way of life.

For me, the camera is a sketch book, an instrument of intuition and spontaneity.

Oop! The Moment! Once you miss it, it is gone forever.

Photography is an immediate reaction, drawing is a meditation.

You just have to live and life will give you pictures.

Now, even more than the evening before, he could think of no one with whom to compare her. She had become absolute, beyond comparison. She had become decision and fate.

Given the choice between trivial material brilliantly told versus profound material badly told, an audience will always choose the trivial told brilliantly.

If in preaching the gospel you substitute your knowledge of the way of salvation for confidence in the power of the gospel, you hinder people from getting to reality.

A real cop fights real crime. A vice cop's only job is to ruin the party.

Nothing can replace courage, a resounding motivation and that little bit of luck.

There are simply more young people than there ever were. You get this feeling of strength. Also, large numbers can be a drawback, making it difficult to lose one's anonymity.

You realize that for all the shenanigans that go on in the big circus of politics, everybody wakes up and goes to work.

No not me go find someone else to bring down

Jesus has been in my room. He has taken my hand and told me, No, Not now. I have other things for you to do.

One doesn't lose a self, like a pair of gloves or a pine. We learn and change, or we harden into stone.