I retired from everything except work.

I always wanted to be a photographer. I was fascinated with the materials, but I never dreamed I would be having this much fun. I imagined something much less elusive, much more mundane.

You don’t have to go looking for pictures. The material is generous. You go out and the pictures are staring at YOU.

... photographs are so loaded with information. They're remarkable. As I said, you get both the tree and the forest.

The camera is not merely a reflecting pool and the photographs are not exactly the mirror, mirror on the wall that speaks with a twisted tongue.

Photographs also show the way that the camera sees. It's not just me or you or anybody else. The camera does something that is different from our own setting.

Photography is a generous medium.

The world makes up my pictures, not me.

At first, my presence in my photos was fascinating and disturbing. But as time passed and I was more a part of other ideas in my photos, I was able to add a giggle to those feelings.

If one really knew what one was doing, why do it? It seems to me if you had the answer why ask the question? The thing is there are so many questions.

... a mysterious intersection of chance and attention that goes well beyond the existential surrealism of the 'decisive moment'.

Everyone has a story. It is what defines us. Our stories continue to change as we evolve in-and-out of our own skin, changing and manipulating the world around us.

Be nice to people... maybe it'll be unappreciated, unreciprocated, or ignored, but spread the love anyway. We rise by lifting others.

I know what's good for me. I can't play black or gray. I can't be a villain or anything close to one. I have to play white

Take time to smell the roses. Appreciating the little things in life really can make all the difference.

The savage repression of blacks, which can be estimated by reading the obituary columns of the nation's dailies, Fred Hampton, etc., has not failed to register on the black inmates.

I'm very reactive, I think. I'm down to throw down with people. Online, of course. Not in person.

Education must promote peace, security and happiness.

[On writing to Alice Walker, author of The Color Purple:] I told her I would play a Venetian blind, dirt on the floor, anything.

Who mocks at music mocks at love.

My God, I'd rather go to Europe than go to heaven.