The zoo cannot but disappoint.

The zoo cannot but disappoint.

To be naked is to be oneself.

All publicity works upon anxiety.

All creation is in the art of seeing.

Perspective is not a science but a hope.

Today the discredit of words is very great.

I very seldom read back into what I've written.

The camera relieves us of the burden of memory.

To remain innocent may also be. to remain ignorant.

The human quality Degas most admired was endurance.

We only see what we look at. To look is an act of choice.

Men look at women. Women watch themselves being looked at.

All weddings are similar, but every marriage is different.

The past grows gradually around one, like a placenta for dying.

In ethics, there is a humility; moralists are usually righteous.

Hope is a contraband passed from hand to hand and story to story.

Propaganda invariably serves the long-term interests of some elite.

Every city has a sex and age which have nothing to do with demography.

Paris, I believe, is a man in his twenties in love with an older woman.

Autobiography begins with a sense of being alone. It is an orphan form.

Never again shall a single story be told as though it were the only one.

Seeing comes before words. The child looks and recognizes before it can speak.

Photography, because it stops the flow of life, is always flirting with death.

You can plan events, but if they go according to your plan they are not events.

It can happen that a book, unlike its authors, grows younger as the years pass.

Never chain your dogs together with sausages. One must accustom one's self to be bored.

To be desired is perhaps the closest anybody in this life can reach to feeling immortal.

Glamour cannot exist without personal social envy being a common and widespread emotion.

If every event which occurred could be given a name, there would be no need for stories.

When we read a story, we inhabit it. The covers of the book are like a roof and four walls.

What is saved in the cinema when it achieves art is a spontaneous continuity with all mankind.

Fanaticism comes from any form of chosen blindness accompanying the pursuit of a single dogma.

What makes photography a strange invention is that its primary raw materials are light and time.

We never look at just one thing; we are always looking at the relation between things and ourselves.

For the artist, drawing is discovery. And that is not just a slick phrase; it is quite literally true.

The true content of a photograph is invisible, for it derives from a play, not with form, but with time.

If the public photograph contributes to a memory, it is to the memory of an unknowable and total stranger.

To be naked is to be oneself. To be nude is to be seen naked by others and yet not recognised for oneself.

If everything that existed were continually being photographed, every photograph would become meaningless.

'Fahrenheit 9/11' is astounding. Not so much as a film - although it is cunning and moving - but as an event.

The animal has secrets which, unlike the secrets of caves, mountains, seas are specifically addressed to man.

We live in a dominant culture of ceaseless Departure and Progress that has so far lasted two or three centuries.

The publicity image steals her love of herself as she is, and offers it back to her for the price of the product.

The autobiographical doesn't interest me. I could think of few things less interesting than rooting about in my life.

One can say of language that it is potentially the only human home, the only dwelling place that cannot be hostile to man.

Every painted image of something is also about the absence of the real thing. All painting is about the presence of absence.

Nakedness reveals itself. Nudity is placed on display. The nude is condemned to never being naked. Nudity is a form of dress.

Every authentic poem contributes to the labour of poetry... to bring together what life has separated or violence has torn apart.

Drawing is a way of coming upon the connection between things, just like metaphor in poetry reconnects what has become separated.

Emigration, forced or chosen, across national frontiers or from village to metropolis, is the quintessential experience of our time.

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