In previous armies, soldiers used their time to clean their weapons and stock up on ammunition. Our weapons are words, and we may need our arsenal at any moment.

Our choice is not between war and peace but between life with dignity or without

... the photographer is a thief who chooses what he steals (which, at this stage of the crisis, is a luxury) and does not democratize the image, that is to say, the photographer selects the pictures, a privilege which ought to be granted to the person being photographed.

We are nothing if we walk alone we are everything when we walk together in step with other dignified feet.

We are an army of dreamers, and that's why we're invincible.