Life Happens Whilst You're Planning Other Things.

All Of Us Growing Up Have Come To Terms With Too Much Pain. Although We Repress It, It's Still There. The Worst Pain Is That Of Not Being Wanted, Of Realising Your Parents Do Not Need You In The Way You Need Them.

I Think A Lot Of Bad Things Have Happened In The Name Of The Church And In The Name Of Christ. Therefore I Shy Away From Church...

Well, I Don't Want To Be King, I Want To Be Real.

God Is A Concept By Which We Measure Our Pain.

We Reckoned We Could Make It Because There Were Four Of Us. None At Us Would've Made It Alone, Because Paul Wasn't Quite Strong Enough, I Didn't Have Enough Girl-appeal, George Was Too Quiet, And Ringo Was The Drummer. But We Thought That Everyone Would Be Able To Dig At Least One Of Us, And That's How It Turned Out.