The Bohemian Grove, which I attend from time to time - it is the most faggy goddamned thing you could ever imagine.
I did not have a van, or wear Birkenstocks and tie-dyes.
I'm like a little boy from Virginia. I'm a backpacker. In my head, I'm left of centre. I come from the pool of weirdoes.
Prague is the Paris of the '90s.
I have what some people consider to be a 'hippie' mentality.
I wasn't a hippie and I wasn't even a bohemian. I was extremely earnest and serious.
I'm ... free-spirited. Maybe a little too free-spirited.
I like the gypsy aspect of this business.
I was a beatnik in the '50s before the hippies came along.
Long hair is considered bohemian, which may be why I grew it, but I keep it long because I love the way it feels, part cloak, part fan, part mane, part security blanket.
No, I come for a hippy lifestyle, it's very open; my parents are both hippies.
My personal style is a mixture of, like, girly, throwback, like retro '50s pin-ups, floral, like hippies, like anything feminine, and like flirty.
I am much inclined to live from my rucksack, and let my trousers fray as they like.
Whenever I see a girl in tie dye twirling, I'll say yes. I've arrived. I'm in the right place.
I worked in this bar called the Raincheck Room in the '60s; it used to be over on Santa Monica Boulevard, and, y'know, it was a pretty hip place. Lots of actors hung out there.
I really floated around in the '60s, because I felt comfortable with nothing.
I am such a gypsy.
Within Istanbul, there's a ton of people who are totally hip - like, the hippest people you could ever meet.
My kids and I live like three fun-loving hermits. We're quite bohemian.
My personal style is kind of tomboy-boho chic! Sort of funky but simple.
In bohemian circles, we were very aware that poetry was missing from popular culture.
There is object proof that homosexuality is more interesting than heterosexuality. It's that one knows a considerable number of heterosexuals who would wish to become homosexuals, whereas one knows very few homosexuals who would really like to become heterosexuals.
Face it, you hate every single boy on the face of the Earth!" "That's not TRUE, I just hate all these obnoxious, extroverted, pseudo-bohemian art-school losers
We may all be a peculiar lot...often broke, often dissatisfied because we're not doing more and better work...but we know how to have a ball that makes the rest of the world seem square.
London is very fashion-forward. Everyone's very stylish, and the designers are great. It's very my style, grungy and feminine - a bit of everything.
