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The Destructive Character Lives From The Feeling, Not That Life Is Worth Living, But That Suicide Is Not Worth The Trouble.

What We Must Demand From The Photographer Is The Ability To Put Such A Caption Beneath His Picture As Will Rescue It From The Ravages Of Modishness And Confer Upon It A Revolutionary Use Value.

By Close-ups Of The Things Around Us, By Focusing On Hidden Details Of Familiar Objects, By Exploring Commonplace Milieus Under The Ingenious Guidance Of The Camera, The Film, On The One Hand, Extends Our Comprehension Of The Necessities Which Rule Our Lives; On The Other Hand, It Manages To Assure Us Of An Immense And Unexpected Field Of Action.

Every Passion Borders On The Chaotic, But The Collector's Passion Borders On The Chaos Of Memories.

The More Circumspectly You Delay Writing Down An Idea, The More Maturely Developed It Will Be On Surrendering Itself.