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Why Is Form Beautiful? Because, I Think, It Helps Us Confront Our Worst Fear: The Suspicion That Life May Be Chaos And That Therefore Our Suffering Is Without Meaning.

How Can We Hope, After All, To See A Tree Or Rock Or Clear North Sky If We Do Not Adopt A Little Of Their Mode Of Life, A Little Of Their Time? If The Time It Takes To Cross Space Is A Way By Which We Define It, Then To Arrive At A View Of Space “in No Time” Is To Have Denied Its Reality

Invention In Photography Is So Laborious As To Be In Most Instances Perverse.

The Word Beauty Is Unavoidable … It Accounts For My Decision To Photograph … There Appeared A Quality, Beauty Seemed The Only Appropriate Word For It, In Certain Photographs, And I Am Compelled To Live With The Vocabulary Of This New Sight … Through Over Many Years [i] Still Find It Embarrassing To Use The Word Beauty, I Fear I Will Be Attacked For It, But I Still Believe In It.

For Most People To Be Happy, There Has To Be A Person, Place, Or Thing Involved In Their Happiness. In True Happiness, There Are No Things Involved. It's A Natural State. You Will Abide In That State Forever.