growing up in hawaii with friends… people and places change but the feelings never does

i remember being called by my friends not by phone. walking across town and going to their house and hoping they are there. lets go beach, lets go fish, lets just cruz.

when I hear somebody sigh, ‘life is hard,’ I am always tempted to ask, ‘compared to what?’

i really feel that people just need people, to help them solve life’s sad problems. you just need one to cut through those lines

don't be pushed around by the fears in your mind. be led by the dreams in your heart

what has interested me in taking photographs is the maximum — the maximum that exists in a situation and the maximum I can produce from it

ignore your haters, they’re just social media masturbators who have no courage to take risks.

i find inspiration when i don’t judge my own inclinations, my own desires, my own interests, or what I am curious about. i know in the past, i have been discouraged by my parents/ teachers/ friends/ partners from pursuing certain interests because it was “a waste of time”

when a man has a purpose, he no longer concerns himself with feeling “happiness” in life.

sometimes photographers mistake emotion for what makes a great street photograph

if you make a picture that brings a smile to at least one other human being on planet earth, you’ve done your job as a photographer