Richard Misrach
[Photographer, b. 1949, Los Angeles, lives in San Francisco.]

 I am not unaware that I have the mindset, as contradictory as it may sound, to discover in the world what I am in fact looking for. Perhaps the best pictures are a seamless hybrid of discovery and construction. 

Willi Muenzenberg
[Photographer, politician, and propagandist, b. 1889, Erfurt, Germany, d. 1940, Paris.]

 Photography works upon the human eye: what is seen is reflected in the brain without the need for complicated thought. In this way the bourgeoisie takes advantage of the mental indolence of the masses and does good business as well. 

Walter Benn Michaels
[Writer and critic, b. 1948, lives in Chicago.]

 What a [Cindy Sherman] photograph shows is an object that has been called into the world by the existence of cameras; the pose, as pose, calls attention to this fact and criticizes the world the camera has made; the camera, then, records this critique. 

Inge Morath
[Photographer, b. 1923, Graz, Austria, d. 2002, New York.]

 Pressing the shutter has remained a moment of joyful recognition, comparable to the delight of a child balancing on tiptoe and suddenly, with a small cry of delight, stretching out a hand toward a desired object. 

René Magritte
[Artist, b. 1898, Lessines, Belgium, d. 1967, Brussels, Belgium.]

 My investigations resembled the pursuit of the solution to a problem for which I had three data: the object, the thing connected with it in the shadow of my consciousness, and the light wherein that thing would become apparent. 

Charles Moore
[Photographer, b. 1921, Hackleburg, Alabama, d. 2010, Palm Beach, Florida.]

 In Birmingham when I saw the dogs I don’t think anything appalled me more, and I’ve been to Vietnam. I photographed it, and the world rushed in. I realized the power of even one image. 

Jim Marshall
[Photographer, b. 1936, Chicago, Illinois, d. 2010, Los Angeles.]

 How the fuck should I 
know [what I’ve captured]? I was there. I took some photographs. This is them. I 
don’t know what it means. 

Daido Moriyama
[Photographer, b. 1938, Ikeda-cho, Osaka, Japan, lives in Tokyo.]

 Most of what I want simply slips away like water flowing through a net, and always what remains are only vague, elusive fragments of images… that sink into countless strata in my mind.