"But secretly I knew I had been transformed, moved by the revelation that human beings create art, that to be an artist was to see what others could not."
"I thought to myself that he contained a whole universe that I had yet to know."
"Inside it [the book] he inscribed a few lines of poetry, portraying us as the gypsy and the fool, one creating silence; one listening closely to the silence. In the changing swirl of our lives, these roles would reverse many times."
"I was attracted to Robert's work because his visual vocabulary was akin to my poetic one, even if we seemed to be moving toward different destinations."
"By the time I'm half way through I'm already on to something else."
"Sitting by Robert, examining our own fate, I nearly regretted that pursuit of art. The heavy portfolios propped against the stained wall, mine red with gray ribbons, his black with black ribbons, seemed such a material burden. There were times, even when I was in Paris, that I had just wanted to leave the lot of it in an alley and be free. But as I untied the ribbons and looked at our work, I felt we were on the right path. We just needed a little luck."
"Everybody passing through here is somebody, if nobody in the outside world." -talking about the Chelsea Hotel
"On that night, too excited to sleep, infinite possibilities seemed to swirl above me. I stared up at the plaster ceiling as I had done as a child. It seemed to me that the vibrating patterns overhead were sliding into place."
"But privately I thought that the round table, even at the best of times, was innately doomed. Disbanded by Andy, banded by us, no doubt to be disbanded again to accommodate the next scene." -at Max's Kansas City
Song for Janis Joplin:
I was working real hard
To show the world what I could do
Oh I guess I never dreamed
I'd have to
World spins some photographs
How I love to laugh when the crowd laughs
While love slips through
A theatre that is full
But oh baby
When the crowd goes home
And I turn in and I realize I'm alone
I can't believe
I had to sacrifice you
"In my mind, he was the fellow with the cowboy mouth."
"When I walked on the stages of the world without him I close my eyes and picture him taking off his leather jacket, entering with me the infinite land of a thousand dances."
"He was carrying death within him and I was carrying life. We were both aware of that, I know."
"The other afternoon, when you fell asleep on my shoulder, I drifted off, too. But before I did, it occurred to me looking around at all of your things and your work and going through years of work in my mind, that of all your work, you are still your most beautiful. The most beautiful work of all."