It's just seeing - at least the photography I care about. You either see or you don't see. The rest is academic. Anyone can learn how to develop. It's how you organize what you see into a picture.

The whole point of taking pictures is so that you don't have to explain things with words.

Covering a historic event is perfectly legitimate. It's not sneaking into somebody's boudoir... These people belong to history, and not to record that if you have the opportunity would be wrong.

Color is descriptive. Black and white is interpretive.

After following the crowd for a while, I'd then go 180 degrees in the exact opposite direction. It always worked for me.

Working myself into a position of total versatility, so that I can do anything I want to do at the time I want to do it. Whether I do it or not is another question.

All the technique in the world doesn't compensate for the inability to notice.

Somehow Photoshop and the ease with which one can produce an image has degraded the quality of photography in general.

Nothing happens when you sit at home. I always make it a point to carry a camera with me at all times...I just shoot at what interests me at that moment.

Photography is pretty simple stuff. You just react to what you see, and take many, many pictures.

I like things that have to do with what is real, elegant, well presented and without excessive style. In other words, just fine observation.

Under certain circumstances, profanity provides a relief denied even to prayer."]

To accept one's past -- one's history -- is not the same thing as drowning in it

There is a lot of work just in terms of traveling and logistics and people and gear and all that kind of stuff. But I never really have problems playing music. That never seems like work.

The dead carry with them to the grave in their clutched hands only that which they have given away.

There's not a strong autobiographical strain in my fiction. A few bits of fact here and there.

The biggest waste of time is to do well something that we need not do at all.

Paul Klee seems to handle colors and dreams as if they both came out of a box of children's toys. He plays and dreams with whatever he finds.

My biggest mistake was my best lesson... you don't learn anything when everything is going perfectly.

Long before there was Marilyn Manson, long before there was Alice Cooper, way before Ozzy Osbourne, there was Screamin' Jay Hawkins

...even the most horribl e of nightmares is laced with the promise of dawn.