So many times, I will have people tell me what I did when I was younger. There's so much being written [about] the early Beatles period, and even pre-Beatles period. And people will say, "Oh, he did that because that, and that happened because of that." And I'll be reading and think, "Well, that didn't happen" and, "That's not why I did that." Like anyone's history, you remember what went down better than people who weren't there.

Paul's last words to Linda: "You're up on your beautiful Appaloosa stallion. It's a fine spring day. We're riding through the woods. The bluebells are all out, and the sky is clear-blue".

You've got to believe in yourself. ..it really is true, because that's one thing about the Beatles...Man, we believed in ourselves. We knew we were good.

My thing is about following the accidental, more than trying to paint an accurate bowl of apples. I enjoy most following the paint. It leads me somewhere else. I think I enjoy just letting the magic unfold and letting the spirit of the paint tell me where we're going.

I feel that if I said anything about John, I would have to sit here for five days and say it all. Or I don't want to say anything.

I'm trying to do it honestly and genuinely; if some of it's not working to your taste, what can I say?

I took my brains out and stretched them on the rack, now I'm not too sure I'm gonna get them back.