Life Is Short. Forgive Quickly. Kiss Slowly.

A Photographer Who Made A Picture From A Splendid Moment, An Accidental Pose Of Someone Or A Beautiful Scenery, Is The Finder Of A Treasure.

A Hundredth Of A Second Here, A Hundredth Of A Second There-even If You Put Them End To End, They Still Only Add Up To One, Two, Perhaps Three Seconds, Snatched From Eternity.

For A Photographer, The First 70 Years Are A Bit Difficult, But After That Things Get Better.

The Photographer Must Be Absorbent - Like A Blotter, Allow Himself To Be Permeated By The Poetic Moment... His Technique Should Be Like An Animal Function... He Should Act Automatically.

I Prefer My Hesitations, My False Paths, My Stammering, To A Preconceived Idea.