I was somewhat out of place among my classmates; I could not be as bohemian as they were.
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I'm a girl from a good family who was very well brought up. One day I turned my back on it all and became a bohemian.
I was constantly being around artists and Bohemian types.
I guess I was the most unbohemian of all bohemians. My bohemianism consisted of not wanting to get involved with the stupid stuff that I thought people wanted you to get involved with - ... namely America... Dwight Eisenhower, McCarthyism and all those great things.
I was not a collective person or a bohemian; I was an elitist.
I don't lead a particularly Bohemian existence. The main criterion for me is not to be judgemental of other people so long as what they do is not harmful or offensive to others.
I realised the bohemian life was not for me. I would look around at my friends, living like starving artists, and wonder, 'Where's the art?' They weren't doing anything. And there was so much interesting stuff to do, so much fun to be had... maybe I could even quit renting.
My bohemianism consisted of not wanting to get involved with the stupid stuff that I thought people wanted you to get involved with... namely America... Dwight Eisenhower, McCarthyism and all those great things.
All the time, I've felt that life is a wager and that I probably was getting more out of leading a bohemian existence as a writer than I would have if I didn't.
I was a complete outsider in high school.
We are all a little bit hippy, a little bohemian. We take that from the culture we knew, from the '70s and the '80s.
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