You can easily take photographs at a wedding - no one would question it. But funerals are different.

All photography is propaganda.

Photography is the simplest thing in the world, but it is incredibly complicated to make it really work.

With photography, I like to create a fiction out of reality. I try and do this by taking society's natural prejudice and giving this a twist.

I think the ordinary is a very under-exploited aspect of our lives because it is so familiar.

You have to take a lot of bad pictures. Dont' be afraid to take bad pictures... You have to take a lot of bad pictures in order to know when you've got a good one.

You can read a lot about a country by looking at its beaches: across cultures, the beach is that rare public space in which all absurdities and quirky national behaviors can be found.

The easy bit is picking up a camera and pointing and shooting. But then you have to decide what it is you’re trying to say and express.

You can't learn passion, either you've got it or you haven't.

We are drowning in images. Photography is used as a propaganda tool, which serves to sell products and ideas. I use the same approach to show aspects of reality.

I am what I photograph.

It's like a memorial to Atlantis or Lyonesse: these are the stone buoys that mark a drowned world.

Superficial and emotional subject might sway undecided voters.

We haven't remained idle, twiddling our thumbs while you were off having a good time. Through books Cathy and I have lived a zillion lives . . . our vicarious way to feel alive.

Kindness and a generous spirit go a long way. And a sense of humor. It's like medicine - very healing.

One so small Who knowing nothing knows but to obey.

Anwar Sadat once said that if you see a good person with admirable qualities, try to adapt those qualities to yourself, and he was such a great man.

If literature isn't everything, it's not worth a single hour of someone's trouble.

It is not the most brilliant that excel in film, but the most patient!

There’s nothing better than discovering, to your own astonishment, what you’re meant to do. It’s like falling in love.

Those loves which are for the sake of a colour are not love. In the end they are a disgrace.