"I'd never met a woman I considered as intelligent as me. That sounds big-headed, but every woman I met was either a dolly-chick, or a sort of screwed-up intellectual chick. And of course, in the field I was in, I didn't meet many intellectual people anyway. I always had this dream of meeting an artist, an artist girl who would be like me. And I thought it was a myth, but then I met Yoko and that was it."

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А вот я с ней за руку здоровался в 1989-м. Она к нам в школу приезжала какой-то фильм снимать про Совок. Я ей спел под гитарку Oh Yoko и Crippled Inside, меня снимали с двух камер, а потом допустили к ручке (ма-а-аленькой такой сухонькой старушачьей лапке) и удостоили нескольких слов. Я потом недели две не умывался, дурень.