Through the experience of art, the powers of perception and transformation can be awakened, in both those who create it and those who re-perceive it.

We are the strongest filter we can place before the lens. We point the lens both outward and inward.

We're responsible for everything that's included in the frame. We're also responsible for what's not included in the frame. We're responsible for the way we frame the world.

What we see changes what we know. What we know changes what we see. Perception, belief, action, and change are codependent.

Less information often leads to more interpretation.

We see the world through our experience.

Color is a powerful physical, biological, and psychological force.

While many conclusions are drawn... the process of asking questions is more important than the answers... an ongoing process of discovery.

It's one thing to make a beautiful thing; it's another thing to make a living thing.

Inquiry is more important than answers, for it is the questions we ask and the way in which we ask them that defines us.

A photograph is an invitation to look - and to look at looking.

An androgynous mind was not a male mind. It was a mind attuned to the full range of human experience, including the invisible lives of women.

The commonwealth is sick of their own choice

For me it's all about creating chaos.. and then getting away with it.

She put her hands on her hips. "You're not human." "Neither are you." "I beg your pardon?" "Ethereal comes to mind.

1, 320 seconds walk into the room before he does.

It's a hard place this world can be. No wonder a baby cries coming in to it. Tears from the start

Told herself likewise not to hope. But it was too late. Hope had already entered.

Already at the origin of the species man was equal to what he was destined to become.

As whites see their power and control over their lives declining, will they simply go quietly into the night? Or will there be an explosion?

I came where the river Ran over stones; My ears knew An early joy. And all the waters Of all the streams Sang in my veins That summer day.