There were days, rainy gray days, when the streets of Brooklyn were worthy of a photograph, every window the lens of a Leica, the view grainy and immobile. We gathered our colored pencils and sheets of paper and drew like wild, feral children into the night, until, exhausted, we fell into bed. We lay in each other's arms, still awkward but happy, exchanging breathless kisses into sleep.

I wanted to go to Portland because it's a really good book town.

What I've always tried to do is to express the highest point of me, and rock 'n' roll is the first and the most open form created by our generation. The cool thing about it is that you get the power, you get the rhythm; you can be taken over sexually, you can be taken over cerebrally; it's great to look at - it's a package deal.

It got to the point where I started hiding because I didn't want to be photographed. (On living with Robert Mapplethorpe)

Sure I destroyed my guitar at every concert, but it was okay, because I'd always get a shiny new one the very next day.

I've always had a desire to write something and capture people's imagination like Peter Pan had captured mine.

Both of them were ahead of their time, but they didn't live long enough to see the time they were ahead of.