It's unarguable to say that every one of us has been moved by the beauty of what I have called snapshots, but for photographers they are charms and proverbs, and like lightening or wild strawberries.

If you accept the idea that photographers, or some of them, are actually artists, then you have to look at their work less as a document of something than as a personal vision of the world.

Cameras are like dogs, but dumb, and toward quarry, even more faithful. They point, they render, and defy the photographer who hopes.

[The photograph] is fabricated out of the unfabricated dross of passing life (while paradoxically still trading on the indexical heft of that dross).

I believe that the (distorting) mirror which is photography holds an intrinsic, even elemental, relation to writing.

If perception is limited to experience and knowledge, what proof do we have of moral judgement?

The study of maps and the perusal of travel books aroused in me a secret fascination that was at times almost irresistible.

It's weird, I never wish anything bad upon anybody, except two or three old girlfriends.

It's hard to guess how smart the machines are, but a good rule of thumb is that they're always smarter than you think.

Sometimes there's a disjoint between what works on the page and what works with visual story telling.

As you lecture, you keep watching the faces, and information keeps coming back to you all the time.

I don't think that (U.S. President) George Bush...is a man of honor.

Sometimes I like to think that characters you play are all the other people you could've been in a lifetime.

I love everything that Frank Gehry does. I wish I could have that man build me a Wayne Manor-style mansion, like his idea of it.

But instead of standing up for reason, our government is handing education over to the world of faith.