“Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.”

“Die knowing something. You're not here long.”

“Whether he is an artist or not, the photographer is a joyous sensualist, for the simple reason that the eye traffics in feelings, not in thoughts.”

“You can know who a person is simply by staring into their eyes.”

“It didn't take long to realize I didn't hardly know nothing. And that if you ast yourself why you black or a man or a woman or a bush it don't mean nothing if you don't ast why you here, period”

“I'm pore, I'm black, I may be ugly and can't cook, a voice say to everything listening. But I'm here.”

“You can't move forward while staring out the rear view mirror”