I Have Never Forgotten A Picture That

The Element Of Discovery Is Very Important. I Don't Repeat Myself Well. I Want And Need That Stimulus Of Walking Forward From One New World To Another. There Is Something Demoralizing About Going Back To A Place To Retake Pictures. You Can No Longer See Your Subjects In A Fresh Eye; You Keep Comparing Them With The Pictures You Hold In Your Memory. [the] World Was Full Of Discoveries Waiting To Be Made...(as A Photographer) I Could Share The Things I Saw And Learned...you Would React To Something All Others Might Walk By.

"utter Truth Is Essential, And That Is What Stirs Me When I Look Through The Camera."

I Have Never Forgotten A Picture That I Ever Made.

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.

I'm Afraid My Closely Guarded Solitude Causes Some Hurt Feelings Now And Then. But How To Explain, Without Wounding Someone, That You Want To Be Wholly In The World You Are Writing About, That It Would Take Two Days To Get The Visitor's Voice Out Of The House So That You Could Listen To Your Own Characters Again?