When you said you were a terrible singer, I thought you were being humble. But you weren't.

Help them to learn songs of joy, instead of burn, baby, burn.

If this ever changing world in which we live in makes you give in and cry, say live and let die.

It was bad on Linda. She had to deal with this guy who didn't want to get out of bed and, if he did, wanted to go back to bed pretty soon after. He wanted to drink earlier and earlier each day and didn't really see the point in shaving. I was generally pretty morbid.

I think the idea of getting out of a traffic jam and getting out of work each week and going and doing all this stuff would be really exhausting.

When you were young, and your heart, was an open book. You used to say, live and let live.

I have not practiced how to be a singer without an instrument.