Like People And Let Them

I Hope To Stay Unemployed As A War Photographer Till The End Of My Life.

For A War Correspondent To Miss An Invasion Is Like Refusing A Date With Lana Turner.

The War Correspondent Has His Stake - His Life - In His Own Hands, And He Can Put It On This Horse Or That Horse, Or He Can Put It Back In His Pocket At The Very Last Minute.

The [concentration Camps] Were Swarming With Photographers And Every New Picture Of Horror Served Only To Diminish The Total Effect. Now, For A Short Day, Everyone Will See What Happened To Those Poor Devils In Those Camps; Tomorrow, Very Few Will Care What Happens To Them In The Future.

The Desire Of Any War Photographer Is To Be Put Out Of Business.