Sometimes, staying alive solely depends on keeping your head in place and your senses alert

We're born with a mapped-out route. This one, not that one. Who you dream with. Who you love. It's one or the other. You choose without choosing. That's how it is. Each of us travels on their own path. Besides, how do you love someone without truly knowing who they are? How do you travel that distance when there's all that you don't know about the other?

We always fall in love with a story, not a name or a body but what is inscribed in the man.

People beleived that the most devastating part of a war are the corpses with their guts out in the open, the puddles of blood, and all that you can capture at first glance. But sometimes the horror is off to the side, in the lost look on the face of a woman who's just been raped, as she limps away alone within the ruins, trying to keep her head down. Gerda and Capa were not aware of this yet. They were too young. And that was their first conflict. They still believed war had its romantic side.

Sometimes destiny switches the cards on you so that while you're busy escaping from the dog, you find yourself facing the wolf

To photograph people is to obligate them in some way to face things they weren't expecting to.