And if I had a camera Showing all the light we give And showing where the light extends I'd give it to my friends
Photography is thus brought within reach of every human being who desires to preserve a record of what he sees… and enables the fortunate possessor to go back by the light of his own fireside to scenes which would otherwise fade from memory and be lost.
I want to photograph the considerable ceremonies of our present. I want to gather them, like somebody's grandmother putting up preserves, because they will have been so beautiful.
I do love to capture beauty in this world. And photos can last the test of time.
Photography at first was asked to do nothing but embalm our best smiles for the benefit of our friends and our best clothes for the amusement of posterity. Neither thing lasts, and photography came as a welcome salve to keep those precious, if slightly ridiculous, things a little longer in the world.
Something that is very special today might not be special tomorrow, but to hold it, to grasp it, to keep it, to make it special, to elevate it from the ordinary, that's when you open up the champagne. To make it sparkle.
Taking photographs can assuage the itch for possession sparked by the beauty of a place; our anxiety over losing a precious scene can decline with every click of the shutter.
I love cameras but I find myself reluctantly taking pictures because what's past is past.
I always have a camera now that I've got a kid, but I don't think I've got one picture of anyone other than my daughter.
A good snapshot stops a moment from running away.
The ability to share whole scenes form our lives will be a valuable thing over time.
