I hope to stay unemployed as a war photographer till the end of my life.

It's not always easy to stand aside and be unable to do anything except record the sufferings around one.

It's not enough to have talent, you also have to be Hungarian.

For a war correspondent to miss an invasion is like refusing a date with Lana Turner.

I would say that the war correspondent gets more drinks, more girls, better pay, and greater freedom than the soldier, but at this stage of the game, having the freedom to choose his spot and being allowed to be a coward and not be executed for it is his torture.