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A Photographer Who Made A Picture From A Splendid Moment, An Accidental Pose Of Someone Or A Beautiful Scenery, Is The Finder Of A Treasure.

The Marvels Of Daily Life Are Exciting; No Movie Director Can Arrange The Unexpected That You Find In The Street.

You've Got To Struggle Against The Pollution Of Intelligence In Order To Become An Animal With Very Sharp Instincts - A Sort Of Intuitive Medium - So That To Photograph Becomes A Magical Act, And Slowly Other More Suggestive Images Begin To Appear Behind The Visible Image, For Which The Photographer Cannot Be Held Responsible.

Some Days The Mere Fact Of Seeing Feels Like Perfect Happiness... You Feel So Rich You Long To Share Your Jubilation With Others. The Memory Of Such Moments Is My Most Precious Possession. Maybe Because There've Been So Few Of Them. A Hundredth Of A Second Here, A Hundredth Of A Second There-- Even If You Put Them End To End They Still Only Add Up To One, Two, Perhaps Three Seconds Snatched From Eternity.

To Freeze Time, To Hold On To Youth, This Business Makes No Sense. It's Always Time That Wins In The End.