You Can't Talk About Life Without Talking

How Can We Hope, After All, To See A Tree Or Rock Or Clear North Sky If We Do Not Adopt A Little Of Their Mode Of Life, A Little Of Their Time? If The Time It Takes To Cross Space Is A Way By Which We Define It, Then To Arrive At A View Of Space “in No Time” Is To Have Denied Its Reality

No Matter How Many Times I Tell You This, You're Still Thinking, Thinking, Judging, Judging, Coming To Conclusions, Trying To Work Out Your Life. You Have To Let Go. Totally, Absolutely, Completely. You Have To Let Go So Completely That You Will Feel No Body, No Mind, No Pain, Nothing.

The Word Beauty Is Unavoidable … It Accounts For My Decision To Photograph … There Appeared A Quality, Beauty Seemed The Only Appropriate Word For It, In Certain Photographs, And I Am Compelled To Live With The Vocabulary Of This New Sight … Through Over Many Years [i] Still Find It Embarrassing To Use The Word Beauty, I Fear I Will Be Attacked For It, But I Still Believe In It.

The History Of Art Is Filled With People Who Did Not Live Long Enough To Enjoy A Sympathetic Public, And Their Misery Argues That Criticism Should Try To Speed Justice.

You Are What You've Been Looking For. The Answer Is Always In You Alone. There Is Nothing In The External World. For The External World Is An Emanation Of Your Own Mind, Your Own Thinking And Your Own Imagination. You Created This World.