“I don’t even have many friends anymore because I backed away from them. When things went wrong for me I didn’t want them to have any part of my trouble.”

I think things are going to go right for me again. I’m not old. I’m old enough, but I photograph young, thank God, and I still have a public. I still get fan mail.

Some kind of fun lasts longer than others.

I worked out of desperation. I used to hit fast and run in hopes that people wouldn’t realize that I really couldn’t do anything.

I don’t know where it’s all going to lead. I have no idea where I’m going. I would just like to be happy.

The truth is, many things are worth doing only in the most slovenly, halfhearted fashion possible, and many other things are not worth doing at all.

The fact that a great many people believe something is no guarantee of its truth.

One wants in a Prime Minister a good many things, but not very great things. He should be clever but need not be a genius; he should be conscientious but by no means strait-laced.

Many a family tree needs trimming

I am a person who has many dreams. But as soon as I accomplish one, I move on to the next. That’s my fatal, absurd nature.

I believe that many politicians think this has been the way it has always been, so what’s the problem?

This feeling African-Americans have, this skepticism towards the police and the skepticism that the police show towards African-Americans is actually quite old. And it may be one of the most durable aspects of the relationship between black people and their country really in our history.

The place is changed now, and many familiar faces are gone, but the greatest change is myself.