Is a well-told lie better than a thousand facts?
He imagines his family crowded over his coffin weeping. His mother’s teary face breaks his heart. He knows he’s not ready to kill himself. He cannot do it. He’s too weak.
For the last time: so what role do you play ?
I certainly just want to make sure.
Of all the luxuries of photography, it is the freedom that it grants to its audience, the freedom to observe with a wealth of interpretation, the reward it gifts those who care to look with the intent of understanding it—that is most appealing.
It must be said, surely it must be said that for a long time I loved very fully, very much and I did not know anything else beyond that.