Frank Meadow Sutcliffe
[Photographer, b. 1852, Headingley, Leeds, England, d. 1941, Whitby, England.]
I used to fill the slides with plates and go out into the country in search of the picturesque, but before I had got clear of the town, I had forgotten my quest altogether, for the camera began to get so heavy that the picturesque was forgotten and my thoughts were entirely confined to the burden on my back, and the weights I carried in either hand. Yet, as an Englishman, I did not like to feel beaten, so I used to trudge on, the camera getting heavier all the way, till at last a rest was imperative. If there happened to be a picture near the spot, well and good; if not I either went on or back as the spirit moved me.
(1900) 
Karl Marx
[Political philosophers, b. 1818, Trier, Germany, d. 1883, London.]
Men can see nothing around them that is not their own image; everything speaks to them of themselves. Their very landscape is alive.
Donald McCullin
[Photographer, b. 1935, Finsbury Park, London, lives in Somerset, England.]
...there is guilt in every direction: guilt because I don’t practice religion, guilt because I was able to walk away, while this man was dying of starvation or being murdered by another man with a gun. And I am tired of guilt, tired of saying to myself: “I didn’t kill that man on that photograph, I didn’t starve that child.” That’s why I want to photograph landscapes and flowers. I am sentencing myself to peace.
