Photography created, and then social media aggravated, the vast majority of people’s inability to enjoy what is happening … without the urge to capture it.

Paradoxically, minimalism is the maximum use of space.

Our thoughts, feelings and whereabouts: Food we dish up on plates called photographs and status updates; to feed Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc.; beasts with insatiable appetites.

Thanks to photography, some memories overstay their welcome.

Sex, or masturbation, is the only experience that millions of people are able to truly enjoy, despite their knowing that it has not been, is not being, and will not be captured to be shared on social media.

All smiles for the camera are fake.

We sometimes take photos (or record a video) so that we can later see what was happening while we were busy taking photos (or recording a video).

A paparazzi is merely an extremely nosy nobody with a camera—and bills to pay.

Illiterate people should only be charged for the photographs; when buying a newspaper.