Do we know what we look like? Not really.

Whether he is an artist or not, the photographer is a joyous sensualist, for the simple reason that the eye traffics in feelings, not in thoughts.

Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.

In order to put meaning back into our lives, we should recognize illusions for what they are, and we should reach out and touch the fabric of reality.

The secret of photography is, the camera takes on the character and personality of the handler.

Documentary: That’s a sophisticated and misleading word. And not really clear… The term should be documentary style… You see, a document has use, whereas art is really useless.

The meaning of quality in photography's best pictures lies written in the language of vision. That language is learned by chance, not system.

The eye traffics in feelings, not in thoughts.

Good photography is unpretentious.

That’s my idea of what a portrait ought to be, anonymous and documentary and a straightforward picture of mankind.

It's easy to photograph light reflecting from a surface, the truly hard part is capturing the light in the air.

Years ago there was an old man I knew that told me he didn't trust me, because people with beards were hiding from something. I told him, "That's true, I'm hiding from the barber!!

I want to ripoff your logic and make passionate sense to you.

The remnants of his adolescent vulnerability were all over his face.

It's a bubble. It has to have intrinsic value. You have to really stretch your imagination to infer what the intrinsic value of Bitcoin is. I haven't been able to do it. Maybe somebody else can.

Our feelings are energy, so when you find the energy you want you can attach it to a desire.

I think maybe, if I could be a Canadian super hero, I'd have some kind of freezing power and some sort of maple syrup weapon. Could be a little sticky.

Music is another way of thinking, or maybe thinking is another kind of music.

As of 1992, in fact-though the picture would have improved since then-the money that had been made since the dawn of aviation by all of this country's airline companies was zero. Absolutely zero.

Beggar that I am, I am even poor in thanks, but I thank you; and sure, dear friends, my thanks are too dear a halfpenny.