A very big part of the life of a photograph is the afterlife.

My best work is often almost unconscious and occurs ahead of my ability to understand it.

It matters little how much equipment we use; it matters much that we be masters of all we do use.

Photography, alone of the arts, seems perfected to serve the desire humans have for a moment - this very moment - to stay.

Essentially what photography is is life lit up.

We know that photographs inform people. We also know that photographs move people. The photograph that does both is the one we want to see and make.

Life rarely presents fully finished photographs. An image evolves, often from a single strand of visual interest - a distant horizon, a moment of light, a held expression.

A mad, keen photographer needs to get out into the world and work and make mistakes.

Photographs that transcend but do not deny their literal situation appeal to me.

For sheer majestic geography and sublime scale, nothing beats Alaska and the Yukon. For culture, Japan. And for all-around affection, Australia.

I wanted life to be episodic. I wanted to be a magazine photographer and I was willing to do what it took to become that.

It means something, but it doesn't change anything.

I don't like Paradise, As they probably don't have obsessions there.

I hate the man who eats without knowing what he’s eating. I doubt his taste in more important things.

Food is about being happy - at a table, thats probably where we spend most of our happiest hours.

Whenever you take the time to inspire someone, to aid them in their inner search, you'll find energy will come back to you - unless you are ego tripping or you are trying to manipulate them.

We live in a world alive with holy moments. We need only take the time to bring these moments into the light.

I actually had to leave the country for infractions to fall off my record.

People confuse the subject of the joke with the target of the joke, and they're very rarely the same.

Peevishness may be considered the canker of life, that destroys its vigor and checks its improvement; that creeps on with hourly depredations, and taints and vitiates what it cannot consume.

The right to kill another person is not a right that I would agree with and support.