We'd also have to infiltrate the army too, because they are well trained to kill us all.

In Paris in 1964 was the first time I ever heard Dylan at all. Paul got the record (The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan) from a French DJ. For three weeks in Paris we didn't stop playing it. We all went potty about Dylan.

No short-haired, yellow-bellied, son of tricky dicky Is gonna mother hubbard soft soap me With just a pocketful of soap.

It was like being in the eye of a hurricane. You'd wake up in a concert and think, Wow, how did I get here?

We should be trying to reach the young workers because that's when you're most idealistic and have least fear.

Nobody Told Me There'd Be Days Like These.

One has to completely humiliate oneself to be what the Beatles were . . . . It happened bit by bit, until . . . you're doing exactly what you don't want to do with people you can't stand -- the people you hated when you were ten.