Only by trying on other people's clothes do we find what size we are.

I always read the papers, the political bits.

It doesn't matter how long my hair is or what colour my skin is or whether I'm a woman or a man.

The thing the sixties did was to show us the possibilities and the responsibility that we all had. It wasn't the answer. It just gave us a glimpse of the possibility.

But for me at any rate it was all part of dissolving the God trip or father-figure trip. Facing up to reality instead of always looking for some kind of heaven.

The postman wants an autograph. The cab driver wants a picture. The waitress wants a handshake. Everyone wants a piece of you.

The best things in life are free, but you can keep them for the birds and bees; I want money.