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
There was nobody to be seen.
I may have fallen asleep.
Time passed slowly.
I’ll introduce you at dinner.
Again, I felt uneasy, and again, I ignored it.
After that, everything became better.
It seemed, for a moment, as if we didn’t really exist.
Very nice to meet you. My name is Toby. How do you do?
All we had to do was wait.
It’s about to end.
We don’t choose who we love.
I assumed that the situation was fairly common.
They shared food, books, stories, jokes.
He could never come back.
The smaller birds were chattering, as if they had dreams they were eager to share.
There was nothing else to explain the change.
There is nobody here for you.
The flashes of light were like blasts of music.
The silence in the house was so intense it hummed.