A wall of mischievous Polaroids at l’Hôtel Amour, Paris. Photo Christian Dogimont

And there by the Seine was a bookshop, not the same, but similar to others I had known. An Utrillo house, not too steady on its foundations, small windows, wrinkled shutters. And there was George Whitman, undernourished, bearded, a saint amongst his books, lending them, housing penniless friends upstairs, not eager to sell, in the back of the store, in a small overcrowded room, with a desk, a small stove. — Anaïs Nin, Diary, Vol. 5. Photo Christian Dogimont

Give what you can, take what you need. The utopian institution Shakespeare and Company, Paris. Photo Christian Dogimont

Rinko Kikuchi and Spike Jonze after a photo shoot in Akihabara, Tokyo. Photo Chikashi Suzuki

What do you want to be? A diplomat. Do you have a large fortune? No. Are you related to anyone famous? No. Then forget about diplomacy. Then what can I become? An enquiring mind. That’s not a career. Not yet. Travel, write, translate. Learn to live anywhere, beginning now. — Henri-Pierre Roché, Jules and Jim. Photo Hedi Slimane

A delicious kale, lemon juice & brown rice dinner. Photo Shawn Dogimont

Jimi Hendrix and a Moroccan star at Café Gitane, New York. Photo Shawn Dogimont