I am impressed with what happens when someone stays in the same place and you took the same picture over and over and it would be different, every single frame.

I didn't want to let women down. One of the stereotypes I see breaking is the idea of aging and older women not being beautiful.

One doesn't stop seeing. One doesn't stop framing. It doesn't turn off and turn on. It's on all the time.

Everyone has a point of view. Some people call it style, but what we're really talking about is the guts of a photograph. When you trust your point of view, that's when you start taking pictures.

When I say I want to photograph someone, what it really means is that I'd like to know them. Anyone I know I photograph.

A thing that you see in my pictures is that I was not afraid to fall in love with these people.

Things happen in front of you. That's perhaps the most wonderful and mysterious aspect of photography.

A lot can be told from what happens in between the main moments.

I wish that all of nature's magnificence, the emotion of the land, the living energy of place could be photographed.

Nature is so powerful, so strong. Capturing its essence is not easy - your work becomes a dance with light and the weather. It takes you to a place within yourself.

I feel a responsibility to my backyard. I want it to be taken care of and protected.

We're more concerned about our own "victory" over sin than we are about the fact that our sins grieve God's heart.

The way of words, of knowing and loving words, is a way to the essence of things, and to the essence of knowing.

Writing is a calling, not a choice.

If a moneyed man had a “corny mind”, a flatterer would immediately start chasing him like a hungry hen!

The human heart will never wrinkle.

Face it, nobody owes you anything. What you achieve, or fail to achieve is directly related to what you do or fail to do.

Genuine blasphemy genuine in spirit and not purely verbal is the product of partial belief and is as impossible to the complete atheist as to the perfect Christian.

Pressure point! Pressure point!

Never underestimate the narcissism of a writer.

I think I would like to be in Victorian times. Small town. Bandstands. Summer. That kind of thing. Without disease.