In Photography, The Smallest Thing Can Be

To Photograph Is To Hold One's Breath, When All Faculties Converge To Capture Fleeting Reality. It's At That Precise Moment That Mastering An Image Becomes A Great Physical And Intellectual Joy.

Photographers Deal In Things Which Are Continuously Vanishing.

One Has To Tiptoe Lightly And Steal Up To One's Quarry; You Don't Swish The Water When You Are Fishing.

Of Course It's All Luck.

You Just Have To Live And Life Will Give You Pictures.