You Can't Always Get What You Want.

I Was Having A Bit Of Trouble. I Wasn't In A Good Relationship. Or I Was In Too Many Bad Relationships. I Had So Many Girlfriends At That Point. None Of Them Seemed To Care They Weren't Pleasing Me Very Much. I Was Obviously In With The Wrong Group.

I Read The Most Extravagant Things About People Who Suffer And Depress Because Of Things Written About Them.

I Prefer To Live In A Rented House. No Ties. Nothing Around My Neck. Just The Minimum Kind Of Bare Comforts Of Home.

My Secrets Must Be Poetic To Be Believable.

I Suppose You Do Think About The Time That's Allotted To You More Than When You Were Younger. The Mortality Thing Obviously Has A Stronger Pull For You. It's An Imminent Truth; It's Not Necessarily A Bad Thing. You Realize - Much Earlier Than My Age Now - That You Won't Be Able To Play For England's Football Team, Just To Take A Really Crass Example. So You Can't Have That Life Again. Unless You Believe In Reincarnation Or Whatever. Reincarnation? That's A Whole Other Question. I Find People Who Talk About That Sort Of Thing In Interviews Idiotic. And I Don't Want To Go Down With Them.