We're Playing Those Mind Games Together Pushing

We Never Write Anything With Themes. We Just Write The Same Rubbish All The Time.

Why Should The Beatles Give More? Didn't They Give Everything On God's Earth For Ten Years? Didn't They Give Themselves?

I'd Always Felt Repressed. We Were All So Pressurised That There Was Hardly Any Chance Of Expressing Ourselves, Especially Working At That Rate, Touring Continually And Always Kept In A Cocoon Of Myths And Dreams.

It Matters Not Who You Love, Where You Love, Why You Love, When You Love Or How You Love, It Matters Only That You Love

The Writing Of The Beatles, Or John And Paul's Contribution To The Beatles In The Late Sixties - Had A Kind Of Depth To It, A More Mature, More Intellectual Approach. We Were Different People, We Were Older. We Knew Each Other In All Kinds Of Different Ways Than When We Wrote Together As Teenagers And In Our Older Twenties.