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| George Platt Lynes Untitled (Paul Cadmus) ca. 1940 gelatin silver print Victoria & Albert Museum, London |
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| Weegee Might be a wig, but that's a pansy all right. He was in the fashion show, too. ca. 1940 gelatin silver print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
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| Weegee Subway Accident, New York City 1940 gelatin silver print Cleveland Museum of Art |
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| Weegee The Flower Peddler near the old Metropolitan Opera House ca. 1940 gelatin silver print Milwaukee Art Museum |
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| Weegee 5 a.m. the Morning before the Circus opened ca. 1940 gelatin silver print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
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| Weegee Tired Man at the Circus ca. 1940 gelatin silver print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
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| Weegee Their First Murder 1941 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
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| Edward Weston Work of William Edmondson, Stonecutter, Nashville, Tenn. 1941 gelatin silver print Princeton University Art Museum |
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| Margaret Bourke-White Kremlin, Moscow - Night Bombing by the Germans 1941 gelatin silver print Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, Kansas City, Missouri |
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| Arnold Newman Yasuo Kuniyoshi in his 14th Street Studio, New York City 1941 gelatin silver print Minneapolis Institute of Art |
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| Arnold Newman George Grosz, Bayside, Long Island 1942 gelatin silver print Minneapolis Institute of Art |
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| Kenneth Heilbron Ringling Brothers, Barnum & Bailey Circus Clown - Pierre 1941 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
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| Kenneth Heilbron Untitled ca. 1942 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
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| Kenneth Heilbron Ringling Brothers, Barnum & Bailey Circus Tiger Trainer - Damu ca. 1942 gelatin silver print Art Institute of Chicago |
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| George Karger Charles Atlas posing in Leopard Swimsuit 1942 gelatin silver print Minneapolis Institute of Art |
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| Alfred Eisenstaedt Yeoman Frederick Whitham wedding Pauline Hatfield in Civil Ceremony, Maine 1943 gelatin silver print Los Angeles County Museum of Art |
Sigmund Freud
Each house had its ghost. Graves opened to his voice,
The dead lived in him by his gray consent:
He was, by their constraint upon his choice,
Orpheus of all the lonesome, spent
His evenings charting out a private hell,
The spaceless realm that all the puzzled caught,
The swamps that made their frightful towns unwell:
He chained his life to theirs, was like them lost.
Perhaps unwillingly he did this, became
Laureate of those who were afraid,
For himself assumed them as a native guise,
Entered their warring lands as one of them,
Employed their rhetoric and blague to raid
The towers of their most strategic lies.
– Howard Nemerov (1943)