#graph

Elvis walked over and signed a few autographs over the fence. They were screaming. I had never seen this. ↗

— Minnie Pearl

#elvis #fence #few #had #i

The wonders of the Grand Canyon cannot be adequately represented in symbols of speech, nor by speech itself. The resources of the graphic art are taxed beyond their powers in attempting to portray its features. Language and illustration combined must fail. ↗

— John Wesley Powell

#art #attempting #beyond #cannot #canyon

How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life. Told to others, but—mainly—to ourselves. ↗

— Julian Barnes

#life #memory #life

I had to live and breathe Margaret Thatcher for a few months. I totally engulfed myself in her life. I read her autobiography and a biography, 'The Grocer's Daughter.' ↗

— Alexandra Roach

#biography #breathe #daughter #engulfed #few

I was pleased that two very disparate photographs, two images that each worked in their own way had appealed enough to other people for them to buy them. I was also relieved they weren't the last ones purchased, and that they sold for a pound more than the frame was worth. ↗

— Graeme Le Saux

#appealed #buy #disparate #each #enough

When you live by the sea, there are definite seasons when you can see the weather coming and going, which lends itself to photography. ↗

— Graeme Le Saux

#definite #going #itself #lends #live

For 20 years, Simon & Schuster asked me, 'Why don't you write your autobiography?' ↗

— Arnold Schwarzenegger

#asked #autobiography #me #simon #why

In 1979, I received a phone call from Ansel Adams asking me if I would be willing to consider coming to work for him. I was teaching photography in Southern California at that point. ↗

— John Sexton

#ansel #asking #california #call #coming

I'll see a photograph of a character and try to copy them on to my face. I think I'm really observant, and thinking how a person is put together, seeing them on the street and noticing subtle things about them that make them who they are. ↗

— Cindy Sherman

#character #copy #face #how #i

There is a stage you reach, Deagle thinks, a time somewhere in early middle age, when your past ceases to be about yourself. Your connection to your former life is like a dream or delirium, and that person who you once were is merely a fond acquaintance, or a beloved character from a storybook. This is how memory becomes nostalgia. They are two very different things - the same way that a person is different from a photograph of a person. ↗

— Dan Chaon

#nostalgia #photograph #age