Quotes by Robert Doisneau

Robert Doisneau

A hundredth of a second here, a hundredth of a second there-even if you put them end to end, they still only add up to one, two, perhaps three seconds, snatched from eternity.

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A memory from my youth comes back to me. You go into the woods on a bike, with a girl. There is the smell of heather, you can hear the wind in the fir trees, you don’t dare tell her about your love, but you feel happy, as if you were floating above the ground. Then you look at the clouds beyond the trees and they are fleeting. And you know that within an hour you’ll have to go home, that tomorrow will be a working day. You wish you could stop that moment forever, but you can’t, it is bound to end. So you take a photo, as if to challenge time.

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A photographer who made a picture from a splendid moment, an accidental pose of someone or a beautiful scenery, is the finder of a treasure.

Beautiful

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Treasure

Chance is the one thing you can’t buy. You have to pay for it and you have to pay for it with your life, spending a lot of time, you pay for it with time, not the wasting of time but the spending of time.

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Luck

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For a photographer, the first 70 years are a bit difficult, but after that things get better.

Firsts

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Years

I don’t photograph life as it is, but life as I would like it to be.

Photograph

I don’t usually give out advice or recipes, but you must let the person looking at the photograph go some of the way to finishing it. You should offer them a seed that will grow and open up their minds.

Advice

Finishing It

Giving

I hate collectors, the ones who take something just for themselves.

Collectors

Hate

I Hate

I prefer my hesitations, my false paths, my stammering, to a preconceived idea.

Ideas

Path

Stammering

If I knew how to take a good photograph, I’d do it every time.

Cameras

Knowing

Photography

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Life Is Short

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Quotes by Robert Doisneau

Robert Doisneau

A hundredth of a second here, a hundredth of a second there-even if you put them end to end, they still only add up to one, two, perhaps three seconds, snatched from eternity.

A photographer who made a picture from a splendid moment, an accidental pose of someone or a beautiful scenery, is the finder of a treasure.

Chance is the one thing you can’t buy. You have to pay for it and you have to pay for it with your life, spending a lot of time, you pay for it with time, not the wasting of time but the spending of time.

For a photographer, the first 70 years are a bit difficult, but after that things get better.

I don’t photograph life as it is, but life as I would like it to be.

I don’t usually give out advice or recipes, but you must let the person looking at the photograph go some of the way to finishing it. You should offer them a seed that will grow and open up their minds.

I hate collectors, the ones who take something just for themselves.

I prefer my hesitations, my false paths, my stammering, to a preconceived idea.

If I knew how to take a good photograph, I’d do it every time.

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