The Soul selects her own Society.
Memory selects single important images, just as the camera does. In that manner both are able to isolate the highest moments of living.
Formerly the master selected the slave; today the slave selects his master.
Indeed. I have often thought that when a man selects one word over another he often reveals far more of himself than he intended.
Literature, like memory, selects only the vivid patches.
Moreover, if one selects a problem, works on it in isolation for a few years and finally solves it, there is a danger, unless the problem is very famous, that it will no longer be regarded as all that significant.
We are as much informed of a writer's genius by what he selects as by what he originates.
Few are sufficiently sensible of the importance of that economy in reading which selects, almost exclusively, the very first order of books. Why, except for some special reason, read an inferior book, at the very time you might be reading one of the highest order?
The soul selects her own society, Then shuts the door; On her divine majority Obtrude no more.
Man selects only for his own good: Nature only for that of the being which she tends.
An artist observes, selects, guesses, and synthesizes.
Photography is inherently an analytic discipline. Where a painter starts with a blank canvas and builds a picture, a photographer starts with the messiness of the world and selects a picture. A photographer standing before houses and streets and people and trees and artifacts of a culture imposes an order on the scene - simplifies the jumble by giving it structure. He or she imposes this order by choosing a vantage point, choosing a frame, choosing a moment of exposure, and by selecting a plane of focus.
