Almost any poem has to be read twice, first for strangeness, second for clarity.
I don't think I have the stamina anymore and I certainly don't have the health.
There's just no more compelling a story, no more compelling an issue, no more compelling a locus of human suffering than Sudan.
Sudan, I've come to discover, is a country which, once it gets hold of you, does not let go.
I have leukemia, and my chemotherapy has destroyed my immune system.
I never wake up wondering whether the day is going to be a meaningful one or whether my labors are gonna be worthwhile. They may be futile, but it doesn't mean they're not important, in a moral sense and in an historical sense.
One corpse in a well destroys the viability of the well.
I feel certain that the largest part of all photographs ever taken or being taken or ever to be taken, is and will continue to be, portraits. This is not only true, it is also necessary. We are not solitary mammals, like the elephant, the whale and the ape. What is most profoundly felt between us, even if hidden, will reappear in our portraits of one another.
There is but one Paris and however hard living may be here, and if it became worse and harder even—the French air clears up the brain and does good—a world of good.
Reading furnishes the mind only with materials of knowledge; it is thinking that makes what we read ours.
There are few treasures of more lasting worth than the experiences of a way of life that is in itself wholly satisfying. Such, after all, are the only possessions of which no fate, no cosmic catastrophe can deprive us; nothing can alter the fact if for one moment in eternity we have really lived.