She was born to be free, let her run wild in her own way and you will never lose her.

All night, after the exhausting games of canasta, we would look over the immense sea, full of white-flecked and green reflections, the two of us leaning side by side on the railing, each of us...

I used to think then that I was Bohemian, but I know now that I am not. I prefer order and precision to untidiness and looseness.

They were all brilliant. They wrote books and painted pictures, and if they ever stopped talking, which I was sure they would never do, they planned to change the world.

Sometimes, when we cannot attain the freedom we are fighting for, we free ourselves b carving a new path to freedom.

The term bohemian has a bad reputation because it’s allied to myriad clichés, but Parisians originally adopted the term, associated with nomadic Gypsies, to describe artists and writers who stayed up all night and ignored...

But an artist, he realized. Or rather so-called artist. Bohemian. That’s closer to it. The artistic life without the talent.