I'm sometimes mystified by people who keep diaries. I never thought of my existence as being that important.

Sometimes I'm amazed by how much you can do as a photographer.

My father thought photography was done by lowlifes.

I've never been overwhelmed with a desire to become famous. It's not that I didn't want to have my work appreciated, but for some reason - maybe it's because my father disapproved of almost everything I did - in some secret place in my being was a desire to avoid success.

I spent a great deal of my life being ignored. I was always very happy that way.

Being ignored is a great privilege. That is how I think I learned to see what others do not see and to react to situations differently. I simply looked at the world, not really prepared for anything.