I Had Known Poverty Firsthand,

Think In Terms Of Images And Words. They Can Be Mighty Powerful When They Are Fitted Together Properly.

And I Think That After Nearly 85 Years Upon This Planet That I Have A Right After Working So Hard At Showing The Desolation And The Poverty, To Show Something Beautiful For Somebody As Well.

I Feel It Is The Heart, Not The Eye, That Should Determine The Content Of The Photograph. What The Eye Sees Is Its Own. What The Heart Can Perceive Is A Very Different Matter.

Washington, D.c. In 1942 Was Not The Easiest Place In The World For A Negro To Get Along.

The Guy Who Takes A Chance, Who Walks The Line Between The Known And Unknown, Who Is Unafraid Of Failure, Will Succeed.