O. Winston Link
[Photographer, b. 1914, Brooklyn, New York, d. 2001, South Salem, New York.]

 You can’t move the sun, and you can’t even move the tracks, so you have to do something else to better light the engines. 

Jacques Lacan
[Writer and psychoanalyst, b. 1901, Paris, France, d. 1981, Paris.]

 In this matter of the visible, everything is a trap. 

Ann Morrow Lindbergh
[Aviator, writer, wife of Charles Lindbergh, b. 1906, Englewood, New Jersey, d. 2001, Passumpic, Vermont.]

 My passport photo is one of the most remarkable photographs I have ever seen—no retouching, no shadows, no flattery—just stark me. 

Lucretius (Titus Lucretius Carus)
[Poet and philosopher, b. 99 BC, Rome, d. 55 BC, Rome.]

 There exist what we call images (simulacra) of things; which, like films drawn from the outermost surface of things, flit about hither and thither through the air, it is these same that, encountering us in wakeful hours, terrify our minds, as also in sleep, when we often seem to behold wonderful shapes and images of the dead... lest by chance we should think that spirits escape from Acheron or ghosts flit about amongst the living... . I say, therefore, that semblances and thin shapes of things are thrown off from the outer surface, which are to be called as it were their films or bark, because the images bears a look and shape like the body of that from which it is shed to go on its way. 

Georg Lukács
[Historian, critic, and thinker, b. 1885, Budapest, Hungary, d. 1971, Budapest.]

 In montage’s original form as photomontage, it is capable of striking effects and on occasion it can even become a powerful political weapon. Such effects arise from its technique of juxtaposing heterogeneous, unrelated pieces of reality torn from their context. A good photomontage has the same effect as a good joke. 

Henry Luce
[Publisher, b. 1898, Dengzhou, China, d. 1967, Phoenix, Arizona.]

 To see and to show, is now the mission undertaken by LIFE. 

George Platt Lynes
[Photographer, b. 1907, East Orange New Jersey, d. 1955, New York.]

 I’m the damned soul of my (damned) camera, and God, how it hates me sometimes. 

Jean-François Lyotard
[Writer and philosopher, b. 1924, Versaille, France, d. 1998, Paris.]

 It is our business not to supply reality but to invent allusions to the conceivable which cannot be presented.