My dad was a tyrant. He used to physically beat the crap out of us.
All I need is a big surfboard and a piano.
Loneliness is a very special place, Silently silently you touch my face
I can tell you the day The Beach Boys will no longer exist - never. We'll be on stage in wheelchairs.
There will always be a Beach Boys. Being a Beach Boy is like being in love
[in the sleeve notes for The Beach Boys 1964 album, "All Summer Long"] They say I live a fast life. Maybe I just like a fast life. I wouldn't give it up for anything in the world. It won't last forever, either. But the memories will.