What heaven doesn’t grant me, no matter how tightly I clasp with all ten fingers, will still slip away; what it gives me, I need only press a button with one finger to possess. This is photography.
What Slips Away, What Stays
What heaven doesn’t grant me, no matter how tightly I clasp with all ten fingers, will still slip away; what it gives me, I need only press a button with one finger to possess. This is photography.