When you are a young photographer you think war is glamorous; you want to be in the middle of the action, seeing people shooting Kalashnikovs. But after you have seen it once or twice you realise that it is not that easy, not that funny and not that glamorous. If there is an addiction it is to following the story for as long as it goes on. But you have to know your own limits. And you have to know when you’re running out of luck. Your instinct tells you when luck is not on your side any more. But you must be able to accept that. That is more difficult. I think my wife will be the one to tell me. If one day she says, I think you should stop now, maybe I will listen to her.