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?
I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them. I’ve learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don’t care back. And it’s not the end of the world.
Be soft. Do not the the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree you still believe it to be a beautiful place.