The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.
“I think that it won't be long before a team calls that says, 'Just go do what you do'.”
“I can understand why those primitive desert people think a camera steals their soul. It is unnatural to see yourself from the outside.”