No one is out to break your heart, it only seems that way.
I don't ever try to make a serious social comment.
I can't deal with the press; I hate all those Beatles questions.
There are only four people who knew what the Beatles were about anyway.
There must be a better way to make the things we want, a way that doesn't spoil the sky, or the rain or the land
I don't know anything about the Appalachian mountains or cowboys and Indians or anything. I just made it up.