“Living is like tearing through a museum. Not until later do you really start absorbing what you saw, thinking about it, looking it up in a book, and remembering—because you can’t take it in all at once.”—Audrey Hepburn
“…before a dream is realized, the Soul of the World test everything that was learned along the way. It does this not because it is evil, but so that we can, in addition to realizing our dreams, master the lessons we’ve learned as we’ve moved toward that dream. It’s the point at which most people give up. It’s the point at which, as we say in the language of the desert, one dies of thirst just when the palm trees have appeared on the horizon.’”—Paulo Coehlo
“They leave us so to the way we took,
As two in whom they were proved mistaken,
That we sit sometimes in the wayside nook,
With mischievous, vagrant, seraphic look,
And try if we cannot feel forsaken.”—"In Neglect" by Robert Frost
“Words move, music moves
Only in time; but that which is only living
Can only die. Words, after speech, reach
Into silence. Only by form, the pattern,
Can words or music reach
The stillness…”—T.S. Eliot
The air is so still that it seems to stop my heart.
I remember you in a black and white photograph
Taken this time of some year. You were leaning against
A half-shed tree, standing in the leaves the tree had lost.
When I finally exhale it takes forever to be over.
“Photographer is somebody who is inspired by the surrounding reality and who’s transforming the reality using photographic equipment. I was always inspired by what’s within me, and nobody has ever invented a camera capable to photograph thoughts.”—Zdzislaw Beksinski
“The true content of a photograph is invisible, for it derives from a play, not with form, but with time. One might argue that photography is as close to music as to painting…a photograph bears witness to a human choice being exercised. This choice is not between photographing x and y—but between photographing at x moment or at y moment.”—John Berger
“And if a day goes by without my doing something related to photography, it’s as though I’ve neglected something essential to my existence, as though I had forgotten to wake up. I know that the accident of my being a photographer has made my life possible.”—Richard Avedon