Control Yourself. You'll Spurt.

And So This Is Christmas...what Have You Done?

Images Of Broken Light Which Dance Before Me Like A Million Eyes They Call Me On And On Across The Universe Thoughts Meander Like A Restless Wind Inside A Letter Box They Tumble Blindly As They Make Their Way Across The Universe

Lots Of People Who Complained About Us Receiving The Mbe Received Theirs For Heroism In The War -for Killing People. We Received Ours For Entertaining Other People. I'd Say We Deserve Ours More.

Don't Underestimate The Importance Of Happiness. As Long As You're Happy, Who Cares What You Do?

I Stopped Listening To Dylan With Both Ears After Highway 64 (sic) And Blonde On Blonde, And Even Then It Was Because George (harrison) Would Sit Me Down And Make Me Listen.