I think it's important for people to realize that we were all young, all naive, and also we had lived in a time that had magic.

What a model of an artist was for me was an artist who worked. Picasso was the ultimate model, because the work ethic he had.

Spare the child and spoil the rod, I am not sellin' myself to god.

I walk alone, assaulted it seems, by tears from heaven.

The film [Dream of Life] doesn't hide anything, except maybe moments of sorrow or darkness that belonged to me.

The way our big cities change sucks. The beauty of cities was that they were edgy, sometimes even a little dangerous. Artists, poets, and activists could come and unify and create different kinds of scenes. Not just fashion scenes, scenes that were politically active. Big cities are getting so high-end oriented, business corporate fashion, fashion not in an artistic sense but in a corporate sense. For me that edgy beauty of cities is lost, wherever you go.

Freedom is...the right to write the wrong words.