there is truth in this. but not as much truth as it implies. what we photograph is what we find beautiful or thrilling or heartbreakingly stunning. do we fear losing beauty? or do we simply want to hold on to it? is there a difference?
My mom would read "I love You This Much" to me all the time because we both loved how much the little rabbit loved his mommy. So now I tell my momma that i love her to the moon and back. I have a pillow at home on my bed that says it also.