[Writer, theorist, and critic, b. 1933, New York, d. 2004, New York.]
The appetite for showing pictures of bodies in pain is as keen, almost, as the desire for ones that show bodies naked.
William S. Burroughs
[Writer, b. 1914, St. Louis, Missouri, d. 1997, Lawrence, Kansas.]
There is in fact something obscene and sinister about photography, a desire to imprison, to incorporate, a sexual intensity of pursuit.
[Writer and theorist, b. 1932, Paris, lives in La Rochelle, France.]
... the blinding Hiroshima flash... literally photographed the shadow cast by beings and things, so that every surface immediately became war’s recording surface, its film.
[Astronaut and politician, b. 1921, Cambridge, Ohio, lives in Washington D.C.]
To hell with this. I’m going to go down to Cocoa Beach. (On being told by NASA that he couldn’t take a camera on his historic first space flight, forcing him to make a trip to a Florida drugstore where he bought the Ansco Autoset snapshot camera and two rolls of Kodak film he used on the flight.)
[Writer, b. 1929, Frankfurt, Germany, d. 1945, Bergen-Belsen concentration camp, Germany.]
This is a photo as I would wish myself to look all the time. Then I would maybe have a chance to come to Hollywood. (10, October, 1942; Handwritten inscription on a photograph)
[Artist, b. 1955, York, Pennsylvania, lives in New York.]
Sex with love is a higher state. It’s an objective state, in which one lives and enters the eternal, and I believe that’s what I showed people. That’s why it wasn’t pornographic. (On the hard-core self-portraits he made having sex with his wife Ilona “Cicciolina” Staller and exhibited under the title “Made in Heaven.”)
[Photographer, b. 1961, Kampong Leng, Kampong Chhnang, Cambodia, lives in Cambodia.]
My only job was to photograph them, and it was someone else who tortured and killed these people. As a photographer, I had no right to beat, torture, or kill prisoners. I could not touch them. (En, official photographer at Khmer Rouge torture center Tuol Sleng, estimates he took photographs of 10,000 people arriving at the center. Eight survived.)
[Photographer and model, b. 1907, Poughkeepsie, New York, d. 1976, Sussex, England.]
No question that German civilians knew what went on. Railway into Dachau camp runs past villa, with trains of dead or semi-dead deportees. I usually don’t take pictures of horrors. But don’t think that every town and every area isn’t rich with them. I hope Vogue will feel it can publish these pictures. (Cable from German front, May, 1945)