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I used to be lost in us. Blurred were the lines that separated us. But now, I see our togetherness in our separateness. I see the you in me and the me in you. We are two independent beings who complement one another like photographs that are beautiful on their own but are enhanced when juxtaposed, creating an altogether new photograph.

Why hoard away so many back-issues of People Magazine? Fashion magazines are just empty promises. You can go bankrupt blowing all your cash on expensive beauty products, but the only way you__l ever look just like the people on those glossy front covers is if you know how to use computer editing software for photographs. Besides, people who think they are ugly, are never really all that ugly anyway. People who think they are pretty, are rarely ever all that pretty.

Both the grand and the intimate aspects of nature can be revealed in the expressive photograph. Both can stir enduring affirmations and discoveries, and can surely help the spectator in his search for identification with the vast world of natural beauty and wonder surrounding him.

The photograph, then, becomes a representation of a representation of a disease that represents. In other words, in order to produce the most perfect images of hysteria, the hysteric _ a woman whose illness simulates the symptoms of other diseases _ was transformed, through hypnosis, into an artificial hysteric who perfectly simulated the simulations of hysteria. The medical photograph becomes a copy of a copy of a copy, a representation so far removed from the original that all duplicitous traits, were easily erased, leaving the deranged and chaotic nature of the original far behind. The photograph succeeded in turning the hysteric into a wholly artificial being, literally a flat, framed, unmoving image.

Seeing old photographs, we get enamored by the memories we made which will keep tugging at our heart-strings forever and ever...

I love to photograph the gorgeous landscapes when I travel.

There is a fragrance in the air, a certain passage of a song, an old photograph falling out from the pages of a book, the sound of somebody's voice in the hall that makes your heart leap and fills your eyes with tears. Who can say when or how it will be that something easters up out of the dimness to remind us of a time before we were born and after we will die?

When we fall in love with someone there's a moment when we take a picture of that person, an emotional snapshot, that we carry with us forever. If we're lucky, if we're very, very lucky, the person we fall in love with will always resemble that snapshot.

Also, Willie, I dig telling the truth. Words can be twisted but a photo never lies.Sutton laughs.What__ funny? Photographer says.Nothing. Except__hat__ pure horseshit kid. I can__ think of anything that lies more than a photo. In fact every photo is a dirty stinking lie because it__ a frozen moment__nd time can__ be frozen. Some of the biggest lies I__e ever run across have been photos. Some of them were of me.

To photograph: it is to put on the same line of sight the head, the eye and the heart.

A photograph can be an instant of life captured for eternity that will never cease looking back at you.

Father Sams, a mirthful shaman, looked at a nighted photograph of actress Lar Park Lincoln beneath his glass of bourbon con hielo.

Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.

A technically perfect photograph can be the world's most boring picture.

People remain same in photographs only

Our photographs are our best proof to others that we lived the things we lived in the past!

Whenever we look at a photograph, the memories in the photograph become our memories as well!

A good photograph never belongs to the past; every time you look at it, it is with you, it is alive and it is in the present moment!