It's a choice - there are two different sorts of photographer: those obsessed with the technicalities and those obsessed by the subject.

Some people strive for perfection, but I often find perfection boring

My favourite words are possibilities, opportunities and curiosity. I think if you are curious, you create opportunities, and then if you open the doors, you create possibilities.

My pictures are my eyes. I photograph what I see - and what I want to see.

I started being a photographer because I liked fashion. I liked the idea of dressing up and changing my look. I got earrings, dyed my hair. I would dress like a fashion photo.

No! Beauty is emotional! That's why plastic surgery never works. Women who want to change their nose, lips, they don't understand that they are doing nothing except erasing their magic.

I usually try to make my images look like they just exist, like no effort was put into it.

The more I photograph women, the less it is about transformation. Women are beautiful. All that really matters is enhancing that.

Some things happen by accident - embrace them.

My favourite words are possibilities, opportunities and curiosity.

Work is your life, it’s not a rehearsal. You work 7 days a week so you may as well enjoy those days.

I will always love the false image I had of you.

Who takes care of their people better? FEMA or Hezbollah?

Thou canst not force my soul to wish thee ill, That is the only evil that can kill.

I like when things are crazy. Something good comes out of exhaustion.

At one point, I actually, ironically, thought I might go into criminology and work with the FBI.

No matter how old an individual may be, no matter if he is young or old, if he thinks in accordance with the times he is immortal.

But the need for conflict to expose prejudice and unclear reasoning, which is deeply embedded in my philosophy of science, has its origin in these debates.

Some cures are worse than the dangers they combat.

I think my best years are ahead of me and that's exciting.

It's possible to be a woman married to a very wealthy, powerful man but to be relatively disempowered. Not just relative to him, relative to a middle class woman who works.