Art has to address eternal issues.

All good work has magic in it, and addresses the mind in a subtle way.

The question of truth is forever in the air, and people look for it with particular fervor in art.

People of my generation who became photographers in the late fifties, early sixties, there were no rewards in photography. There were no museum shows. Maybe MOMA would show something, or Chicago. There were no galleries. Nobody bought photographs.

I got a lot of flak originally for writing with photographs, because the great cliche in photography is that one photograph is worth a thousand words, and photographers are usually dodo birds anyway.

To fulfil a fantasy is the quickest way to destroy it.