“I don’t care about someone being intelligent; any situation between people, when they are really human with each other, produces ‘intelligence.”

It hurts to love. It’s like giving yourself to be flayed and knowing that at any moment the other person may just walk off with your skin.

Photography is an elegiac art, a twilight art. Most subjects photographed are, just by virtue of being photographed, touched with pathos.

A writer, I think, is someone who pays attention to the world.

Time eventually positions most photographs, even the most amateurish, at the level of art.

It is not the position, but the disposition.

A photograph is not only an image (as a painting is an image), an interpretation of the real; it is also a trace, something directly stenciled off the real, like a footprint or a death mask.

All my life I’ve been looking for someone intelligent to talk to.

My library is an archive of longings.

In place of a hermeneutics we need an erotics of art.

How boring just to be a body.

I urge you to be as impudent as you dare. BE BOLD, BE BOLD, BE BOLD.

No ‘we’ should be taken for granted when the subject is looking at other people’s pain.

It is easier to endure than to change. But once one has changed, what was endured is hard to recall.

I envy paranoids; they actually feel people are paying attention to them.

I’m only interested in people engaged in a project of self-transformation.

Books are funny little portable pieces of thought.

A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, “What are you thinking?”. She doesn’t care what you think.

You’re rare, which some people don’t care, but I do.

I like to relax. Spend it with people that I’ve grown up with, or people that I care about, and just relax, sit around doing nothing or sitting on a beach.

I can listen to all different sorts of music. I don’t really care about The Next Big Thing.

I don’t care what critics and other people think.

I’m attracted by the unknown, but I take precautions.

He has great tranquility of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men.

My dad is really old school: Whatever you do, just be the best at it. He didn’t really care if I was a plumber or a roofer. It didn’t matter what I did. He said, Go out and find out what you like to do, and be the best at it.