There's something about lonely nights and my lipstick on your face
From time to time, just about every Vanity Fair writer has a chance to sell rights to an article or a book to Hollywood.
Bonnie and Clyde, while one of the best movies ever made, was far more interested in portraying Clyde Barrow and Bonnie Parker as romantic anti-establishment Robin Hoods than what they really were: white-trash spree killers.
Im accustomed to Internet forums where rudeness and incivility are the rule, where too many people seem to take pride in their insults.
American writers, at least those of us who are fortunate enough to support ourselves in the field, are by and large a lucky lot.
The underground is not a place but a way of life. You can be underground most anywhere, from the Upper West Side of Manhattan to Hermosa Beach, California.
Travel and society polish one, but a rolling stone gathers no moss, and a little moss is a good thing on a man.
I have a vision of life, and I try to find equivalents for it in the form of photographs.
Fascism conceives of the State as an absolute, in comparison with which all individuals or groups are relative, only to be conceived in their relation to the State.
I happen to believe the world will change only when we change ourselves. And that starts with finding ourselves: learning to quiet the clamor in our minds and the voices of everyone around us and move toward what feels right – toward the things we know, for reasons we can’t explain, that we’re mean to do, the things that makes us feel alive.