It was daylight and I drove everyone home - I was driving a Mini with John and Cynthia and Pattie in it. I seem to remember we were doing eighteen miles an hour and I was really concentrating - because some of the time I just felt normal and then, before I knew where I was, it was all crazy again. Anyway, we got home safe and sound, and somewhere down the line John and Cynthia got home. I went to bed and lay there for, like, three years.

I've been the same all along. I talk when I feel like it and I shut up when I don't feel like talking.

Try to realize it's all within yourself no one else can make you change, and to see you're only very small and life flows on within you and without you.

I'd rather be a musician than a rockstar.

I'd like to think that all the old Beatle fans have grown up and they've got married and they've all got kids and they're all more responsible, but they still have a space in their hearts for us.

The action that I've started, sometime I'll have to face. My influence in motion, rebounding back through space.

As a Beatle, my everyday life belonged to the public in one way or another. We were always appearing for the public in the early days, or we were planning for them, producing for them, interviewing for their sake, etc.