Literature is the expression of a feeling of deprivation a recourse against a sense of something missing. But the contrary is also true: language is what makes us human. It is a recourse against the meaningless noise and silence of nature and history.
It was amazing to watch him in the darkroom at an advanced age still get excited when the results were pleasing. He still struggled like we all do in the darkroom and he struggled behind the camera and when he had a success he was beaming.
