“There is in fact something obscene and sinister about photography, a desire to imprison, to incorporate, a sexual intensity of pursuit.”

“There is something sinister about putting a leprechaun in a workhouse. The only solid comfort is that he certainly will not work.”

“Photography is simultaneously and instantaneously the recognition of a fact and the rigorous organization of visually perceived forms that express and signify that fact”

“...there was a natural comorbidity between sexual appetite and sexual jealousy, between the desire to fuck and the desire to kill.”

“There’s something obscene in this love of the past which ends in breadlines and dugouts. Something obscene about this spiritual racket which permits an idiot to sprinkle holy water over Big Berthas and dreadnoughts and high explosives. Every man with a bellyful of the classics is an enemy to the human race.”

“Love is simply the name for the desire and pursuit of the whole.”