War Makes Its Own Morals.

Nothing Attracts Me Like A Closed Door. I Cannot Let My Camera Rest Until I Have Pried It Open.

Life Is Beating Against The School Windows. You Must Quickly Open The Doors And Go Out To Learn That No Door Must Be Locked Against You.

The Very Secret Of Life For Mewas To Maintain In The Midst Of Rushing Events An Inner Tranquility. I Had Picked A Life That Dealt With Excitement, Tragedy, Mass Calamities, Human Triumphs And Suffering. To Throw My Whole Self Into Recording And Attempting To Understand These Things, I Needed An Inner Serenity As A Kind Of Balance.

The Beauty Of The Past Belongs To The Past.

If Anyone Gets In My Way When I'm Making A Picture, I Become Irrational. I'm Never Sure What I Am Going To Do, Or Sometimes Even Aware Of What I Do-only That I Want That Picture.