“I had cancer when I was sixteen. But honestly, it was so long ago that it’s almost like it happened to a different person.
"I’m stuck in an institutional trap."
"You’re taking my picture!"
"She was 2 lbs 11 ounces when she was born. We named her after Amelia Earhart, in case she needed to fly away."
"I told the truth on my job application about my past drug use, and they sent me a letter saying I didn’t meet their standards of integrity."
"We got engaged an hour ago. We were on a rooftop, and I told her I wanted to take a time lapse photo of her looking off the roof, then when she turned back around, boom." "Were you nervous?
“If her sister climbs, she climbs. If her sister makes a face, she makes a face. If her sister says something, she says the exact same thing.”
I asked him for his photo. He stared at me for a few seconds, then felt my forehead with the back of his hand, then stared at me for a few more seconds, then said: “What the fuck is wrong with you?
"She was filled with regret before she died. She felt like she’d failed us as a mother tremendously." "Did she say something to you about it?
“My younger brother killed himself when he was sixteen. He found my Dad’s old gun in the ceiling panels of the office.
"I know you were hoping for a senile man playing with his toys, but I’m putting together a donation for Housing Works."
“She’s really encouraged me to find my own style. I didn’t even like patterns before I met her!”
“She never actually told me why she was sick, but people talk. Some of the older kids were like: ‘Yo, your mom has AIDS.’”
“Normally when I photograph a couple, I ask for you to tell me your favorite thing about him, and for you to tell me your favorite thing about her.” “Fuck.”
“If you could give a piece of advice to yourself at the age of eighteen, what would it be?” “Have more sex.”
“People waste way too much energy taking things personally. That Facebook post is probably not about you.
“The economy’s tough. They say that to stay relevant in the job market, you’re supposed to reinvent yourself every five years.
“I hate conflict so much that I find myself agreeing with pretty much everything that everyone says.”