I have some that I have become a well-known-even infamous-client of, mostly in Memphis. But a great deal of that is legend and doesn't have anything to do with truth.

Often people ask what I'm photographing, which is a hard question to answer. And the best what I've come up with is I just say: Life today.

I am at war with the obvious.

I don't think about what camera I should use that much. I just pick up the one that looks nicest on the day.

I had this notion of what I called a democratic way of looking around, that nothing was more or less important.

I only ever take one picture of one thing. Literally. Never two. So then that picture is taken and then the next one is waiting somewhere else.

Whatever it is about pictures, photographs, it's just about impossible to follow up with words. They don't have anything to do with each other.

We have a few things in common - smoking, drinking, and women. Photography just gets us out of the house. (To photographer Juergen Teller)

There is no particular reason to search for meaning.

It quickly came to be that I grew interested in photographing whatever was there wherever I happened to be. For any reason.

Photography just gets us out of the house.

A strange thing, words. Once they're said, it's hard to imagine they're untrue.

Lucentio: I read that I profess, the Art of Love.Bianca: And may you prove, sir, master of your art!Lucentio: While you, sweet dear, prove mistress of my heart!

I think everybody should like everybody.

We have rudiments of reverence for the human body, but we consider as nothing the rape of the human mind.

Indeterminism does not confer freedom on us: I would feel that my freedom was impaired if I thought that a quantum mechanical trigger in my brain might cause me to leap into the garden and eat a slug

Whether or not you believe in Fate comes down to one thing: who do you blame when something goes wrong.

Taking care of yourself is the most important thing.

[Imagination] must be visited constantly, or else it begins to become restless and emit strange bellows at embarrassing moments; ignoring it only makes it grow larger and noisier.

Rule number something or other -- never tell anybody anything unless you're going to get something better in return.

Can you be a girl for a few seconds?" "I'm always a girl" I frown. "You know what I mean. Like a silly, annoying girl" I twirl my hair around my finger. "Kay.