Edie Sedgwick
Edie Sedgwick
Edith Minturn "Edie" Sedgwickwas an American heiress, socialite, actress, and fashion model. She is best known for being one of Andy Warhol's superstars. Sedgwick became known as "The Girl of the Year" in 1965 after starring in several of Warhol's short films in the 1960s. She was dubbed an "It Girl", while Vogue magazine also named her a "Youthquaker"...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionModel
Date of Birth20 April 1943
CitySanta Barbara, CA
CountryUnited States of America
Why do people stop developing, or, like they stop the way you can rate their, psychologically, their development? Where they stop, and just from being children to maybe stopping at a very adolescent age, and they stay there until they die. Physically die. I mean, they react adolescently. They don't change. They don't develop. They don't — it's that continual read, that process which is is the total threat for the ego.
If all I cared about was me, I could make a million. And that's what they will never understand.
I think drugs are like strawberries and peaches..There’s no way to tell anyone who hasn’t been through it, there’s no way to explain it to anyone who hasn’t tasted it . To keep that superlative high, just on the cusp of each day, so that I radiate sunshine
I can understand other people's situations in their own terms, but I still can't understand mine.
You live alone, creating your life as you go.
It's sort of like a mockery, in a way of reality because they think everything is smiles and sweetness and flowers where there is something bitter to taste. And to pretend there isn't is foolish. I mean the ones that wander around and know, at the same time, and yet wear flowers, and they deserve to wear flowers. And they've earned their smile. You can tell by people's eyes.
It was really sad Bobby Neuwirth's and my affair. The only true, passionate, and lasting love scene, and I practically ended up in the psychopathic ward. I had really learned about sex from him, making love, loving, giving. It just completely blew my mind it drove me insane. I was like a sex slave to this man. I could make love for forty-eight hours, forty-eight hours, forty-eight hours, without getting tired. But the minute he left me alone, I felt so empty and lost that I would start popping pills.
You have to put up with the risk of being misunderstood if you are going to try to communicate.
It's not that I'm rebelling. It's that I'm just trying to find another way.
I want to reach people and express myself. You have to put up with the risk of being misunderstood if you are going to try to communicate. You have to put up with people projecting their own ideas, attitudes, misunderstanding you. But it’s worth being a public fool if that’s all you can be in order to communicate yourself.
I'd like to turn the whole world on just for a moment. Just for a moment.
Have you ever analyzed things to the degree where you can’t really remember the difference between what’s real and what you’ve created in your head?
I’m in love with everyone I’ve ever met in one way or another. I’m just a crazy, unhinged disaster of a human being.
While I was girl of the year and superstar and all that crap, everything I did was really...motivated by psychological disturbance.