When the good pictures come, we hope they tell truths, but truths 'told slant,' just as Emily Dickinson commanded.

I like to make people a little uncomfortable. It encourages them to examine who they are and why they think the way they do.

Photographs open doors into the past, but they also alloq a look into the future

The things that are close to you are the things you can photograph the best.

It's always been my philosophy to try to make art out of the everyday and ordinary...it never occurred to me to leave home to make art.

Like all photographers, I depend on serendipity I pray for what might be referred to as the angel of chance.

I think truth is a layered phenomenon. There are many truths that accumulate and build up. I am trying to peel back and explore these rich layers of truth. All truths are difficult to reach.

Unless you photograph what you love, you're not going to make good art.

Photographs supplant and corrupt the past, all the while creating their own memories.

What is truth in photography? It can be told in a hundred different ways. Every thirtieth of a second when the shutter snaps, its capturing a different piece of information.

It is easier for me to take ten good pictures in an airplane bathroom than in the gardens at Versailles.

The need for beauty and the [artistic] creation which embodies it is inseparable from man, and without it man would possibly not want to live in the world.

The greater the injury, the greater the fun.

London is a riddle. Paris is an explanation.

He laughed, a big, open-mouthed laugh that made her think of words beginning with the letter O.

I am confident Pakistani government will provide me with adequate security, unlike the government at the time that sabotaged my mother's security in Pakistan.

The first floor could be a restaurant. A good restaurant can survive as long as it has easy accessibility.

I never believe much in happiness. I never believe in misery either. Those are things you see on the stage or the screen or the printed page, they never really happen to you in life.

I'm not a rock star, I'm a soft person.

...he was leaving me. I wondered if I should stop him. If I should wrestle him to the ground and force him to love me. I wanted to hold his shoulders down and shout into his face.

Thank you, God, because I am lucky. Also let's face it, it turns out I'm black. And I'm having a career quite different from lots of people, so I feel doubly lucky.