When I was a kid, I had this idea that I would have a beard when I got older. I thought it'd be nice to rub my chin.
As far as I'm concerned, there won't be a Beatles reunion as long as John Lennon remains dead.
Well, honey, I had the million dollar houses, I had the car, I had the horse, I had the barn; I had everything. Was I set free? I didn't even know what that meant.

