[Photographer and curator, b. 1864, Hoboken, New Jersey, d. 1946, New York.]
The great geniuses are those who have kept their childlike spirit and have added to it breadth of vision and experience.
My photographs are a picture of the chaos in the world, and of my relationship to that chaos. My prints show the world’s constant upsetting of man’s equilibrium, and his eternal battle to reestablish it.
When I photograph I make love.
If you can imagine photography in the guise of a woman and you’d ask her what she thought of Stieglitz, she’d say: He always treated me like a gentleman.
Technically perfect, pictorially rotten. (Stieglitz’s standard comment on photographs he rejected for publication in The American Amateur Photographer.)
There is much, too much, back-patting in the ranks of photography. (1897)
In photography there is a reality so subtle that it becomes more real than reality.
I hate to look at the future and see myself as a dried up teacher of photography. (On being forced to earn money teaching at Columbia and the Brooklyn Museum, 1908)