...photography repeats itself unconsciously and unavoidably, producing stereotypes that then are repeated ad infinitum.

The photograph suggests that our image of reality is made up of images. It makes explicit the domination of mediation.

...the worry over media manipulation of photographs pales beside the threat that we will be exposed to an unedited, unvetted picture world where all images seem equally important and equally trivial.

...truth-telling may be an ethic, adopted by photojournalists as a behavior, but experience shows us that it is not embedded in the medium like silver salts in film.

Facts cling to photographs like dust.

Power, it seems, is one of those terms we all understand and can explain--until asked to do so.

There were never enough stars in the sky to count how many times a day he fell in love with her.

Because from now on, for you, I'll be searching for those moments of always within never/Beauty, in this world.

The applause of silence. is the only kind that counts.

Labour is the purgatory of the erring.

I see (humor) in the smallest things.

Lies are attempts to hide the truth by willfully denying facts. Fiction, on the other hand, is an attempt to reveal the truth by ignoring facts.

Well, you're young. You know a lot you won't know later on.

I never change, except in my affections.

I am not a person and I am not an animal. There is something I am here for something I must do before I can go.