I have never been interested in making a photograph that describes what the world I live in looks like, but I am interested in what pictures (of the world) look like.

My work never directly addresses the literal subject matter of the photograph, but attempts to ask questions about vision itself.

Specificity of time and place drop away and one starts to think about the picture, as much as what it is of.

I am interested in the conventions of picture-making, in the desire to picture the world and in our relationship, our continual love for and fascination with pictures.

I’m a fake fact factory. The things I make are the things I make up. Also, as a side business, I make love. Actually, I just made that up.

The world does not give money to those who spend 24hrs church everyday praying for financial miracles.

In the cage, you feel loved, not trapped. Just like me.

I abhor the idea of a perfect world. It would bore me to tears.

Don't you get the idea I'm one of those goddam radicals. Don't get the idea I'm knocking the American system.

It was into my father's image, the black man, son of Africa, that I'd packed all the attributes I sought in myself, the attributes of Martin and Malcolm, DuBois and Mandela.

It is a symbol of Irish art. The cracked looking-glass of a servant.

If you put someone on screen long enough, they become the hero.

In the culture of pluralism...the only thing that cannot be tolerated is a claim to exclusivity.

One of the reasons the Europeans don't like the Muslims is because they are religious. Americans like the fact that they are religious. They just don't like the form it takes.