If Everyone Who Had A Gun Just

We Used To Send Up The Idea Of Getting To The Top. John Would Shout, "where Are We Going, Fellas?" We'd Shout Back, "to The Top, Johnny!

I'm A Tidy Sort Of Bloke. I Don't Like Chaos. I Kept Records In The Record Rack, Tea In The Tea Caddy, And Pot In The Pot Box.

Many People Fear The Words Lord And God.

Everybody Is Looking For Krishna. Some Don't Realize That They Are, But They Are.

I Know Chances Are If I Don't Give An Interview Or Make A Public Appearance Or Statement From Time To Time, They'll Invent One. Every So Often, I Suppose People Ask, 'whatever Happened To That Other Beatle, George Harrison?' And Someone Comes Around With A Ready Answer, No Matter How Preposterous It Seems. It's Possibly The Worst Price One Has To Pay For What They Call Stardom.