#v

I try to avoid cheese, dairy and a lot of meat, but I do like them. ↗

— Lynda Carter

#cheese #dairy #i #i do #like

It goes without saying that when you're the manager of a Premiership club, you go eight miles down the road and get beaten by a team two divisions below you, it's disappointing. ↗

— Kevin Keegan

#below #club #disappointing #divisions #down

The history of mankind is confined within a limited period, and from every quarter brings an intimation that human affairs have had a beginning. ↗

— Adam Ferguson

#beginning #brings #confined #every #had

I think that black fiction authors have to work very hard to avoid being typed as seeking only a black audience. ↗

— Stephen Carter

#authors #avoid #being #black #fiction

To me, photography is the simultaneous recognition, in a fraction of a second, of the significance of an event. ↗

— Henri Cartier-Bresson

#event #fraction #me #photography #recognition

Photographers deal in things which are continually vanishing and when they have vanished there is no contrivance on earth which can make them come back again. ↗

— Henri Cartier-Bresson

#back #come #continually #contrivance #deal

To photograph is to hold one's breath, when all faculties converge to capture fleeting reality. It's at that precise moment that mastering an image becomes a great physical and intellectual joy. ↗

— Henri Cartier-Bresson

#breath #capture #converge #faculties #fleeting

Think about the photo before and after, never during. The secret is to take your time. You mustn't go too fast. The subject must forget about you. Then, however, you must be very quick. ↗

— Henri Cartier-Bresson

#after #before #during #fast #forget

Memory is very important, the memory of each photo taken, flowing at the same speed as the event. During the work, you have to be sure that you haven't left any holes, that you've captured everything, because afterwards it will be too late. ↗

— Henri Cartier-Bresson

#any #because #captured #during #each

Above all, I craved to seize the whole essence, in the confines of one single photograph, of some situation that was in the process of unrolling itself before my eyes. ↗

— Henri Cartier-Bresson

#before #confines #craved #essence #eyes