The More I Live, The More I

I Do Not Want [photography] Explained To Me In Terms Of... Formulas, Learned, But So Hopelessly Unsatisfying. I Do Not Want My Butterfly Stuck On A Pin And Put In A Glass Case. I Want To See The Sunlight On Its Wings As It Flits From Flower To Flower And I Don't Care A Rap What Its Latin Name May Be.

The Slum Is The Measure Of Civilization.

Look At A Stone Cutter Hammering Away At His Rock, Perhaps A Hundred Times Without As Much As A Crack Showing In It. Yet At The Hundred-and-first Blow It Will Split In Two, And I Know It Was Not The Last Blow That Did It, But All That Had Gone Before.

Some Defeats Are Only Installments To Victory.

Men Have A Trick Of Coming Up To What Is Expected Of Them, Good Or Bad.