Laurel Nakadate
[Video artist and photographer, b. 1975, Austin, Texas, lives in New York.]

 Sometimes, photographs live in our hearts as unborn ghosts and we survive not because their shadows find permanence there, but because that thing that is larger than us, larger than the things we can point to, remember and claim, escorts us from dark into light... 

Larry Burrows
[Photographer, b. 1926, London, d. 1971, Laos.]

 I am very happy with the equipment I have. All I need is time and patience to use it to the fullest degree, plus God on my side to help with the lighting problems—to move the sun and the moon and the stars to the positions of my choice. 

George Eastman
[Inventor and industrialist, b. 1854, Waterville, New York, d. 1932, Rochester, New York.]

 Light makes photography. Embrace light. Admire it. Love it. But above all, know light. 

Milan Kundera
[Writer, b. 1929, Brno, Bohemia (now Czechoslovakia), lives in Paris.]

 Seeing is limited by two borders: Strong light, which blinds, and total darkness. 

Vittorio Storaro
[Cinematographer, b. 1940, Rome, Italy, lives in Rome.]

 We are all made of flesh, of matter. And at the end, this matter is dissolved in light, and transformed into energy. It’s the Einstein formula. Energy is nothing but matter that is moving at the speed of light, squared. 

Paolo Roversi
[Photographer, b. 1947, Ravenna, Italy, lives in Paris.]

 When I take a picture using window light, I always think about what a long trip the light is making to reach my subject. 

Ruth Bernhard
[Photographer, b. 1905, Berlin, d. 2006, San Francisco.]

 Light is my inspiration, my paint and brush. It is as vital as the model herself. Profoundly significant, it caresses the essential superlative curves and lines. Light I acknowledge as the energy upon which all life on this planet depends. 

Franz Kafka
[Writer, b. 1883, Prague, d. 1924, Prague.]

 Photography concentrates one’s eye on the superficial. For that reason it obscures the hidden life which glimmers through the outlines of things like a play of light and shade. One can’t catch that even with the sharpest lens. One has to grope for it by feeling. 
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