What is most beautiful in virile men is something feminine; what is most beautiful in feminine women is something masculine.

But the landscape of devastation is still a landscape. There is beauty in ruins.

With genius, as with beauty -- all, well almost all, is forgiven.

The capacity to be overwhelmed by the beautiful is astonishingly sturdy and survives amidst the harshest distractions.

What is the most beautiful in virile men is something feminine; what is most beautiful in feminine women is something masculine.

Industrial societies turn their citizens into image-junkies; it is the most irresistible form of mental pollution. Poignant longings for beauty, for an end to probing below the surface, for a redemption and celebration of the body of the world. Ultimately, having an experience becomes identical with taking a photograph of it.

Bleak factory buildings and billboard-cluttered avenues look as beautiful, through the camera's eye, as churches and pastoral landscapes.