Just As I Work With Paints, Brushes,

Each One Of Us, In His Timidity, Has A Limit Beyond Which He Is Outraged. It Is Inevitable That He Who By Concentrated Application Has Extended This Limit For Himself, Should Arouse The Resentment Of Those Who Have Accepted Conventions Which, Since Accepted By All, Require No Initiative Of Application. And This Resentment Generally Takes The Form Of Meaningless Laughter Or Of Criticism, If Not Persecution.

Is Photography An Art? There Is No Point In Trying To Find Out If It Is An Art. Art Is Old-fashioned. We Need Something Else.

A Creator Needs Only One Enthusiast To Justify Him.

A Certain Amount Of Contempt For The Material Employed To Express An Idea Is Indispensable To The Purest Realization Of This Idea.

I Like Contradictions. We Have Never Attained The Infinite Variety And Contradictions That Exist In Nature. Tomorrow I Shall Contradict Myself. That Is The One Way I Have Of Asserting My Liberty, The Real Liberty One Does Not Find As A Member Of Society.