Knowing what I know now, any photographer worth his salt could make some beautiful things with pinhole cameras.

You don't make a photograph just with a camera. You bring to the act of photography all the pictures you have seen, the books you have read, the music you have heard, the people you have loved.

It is horrifying that we have to fight our own government to save the environment.

I believe the world is incomprehensibly beautiful - an endless prospect of magic and wonder.

Landscape photography is the supreme test of the photographer - and often the supreme disappointment.

Yosemite Valley, to me, is always a sunrise, a glitter of green and golden wonder in a vast edifice of stone and space.

Not everybody trusts paintings but people believe photographs.

The single most important component of a camera is the twelve inches behind it!

A true photograph need not be explained, nor can it be contained in words.

In wisdom gathered over time I have found that every experience is a form of exploration.

I believe photography is a tool to express our positive assessment of the world. A tool to acquire ultimate happiness and belief.

Father, in those moments of utter exasperation, help me to want You as much as I need You!

I don't sleep. I just let my body lie itself into numbness and lie to myself that I can't hear, see, or feel anything.

Frustration is having a debate with a blind man on shades of red

Happiness is a matter of one's most ordinary and everyday mode of consciousness being busy and lively and unconcerned with self.

Chemistry is a class you take in high school or college, where you figure out two plus two is 10, or something.

Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign. Look, the young woman is with child and shall bear a son, and shall name him Immanuel.

In the real world, children love me.

To many, Heathrow in August is a paradigm of Hell.

I definitely wouldn't shy away from doing another action based project, but I feel like my forte is more like playing real, ordinary people. I'm a girl's girl.

How, without clothes, could we possess the master organ, soul's seat and true pineal gland of the body social--I mean a purse?