I Don't Miss It. I'm Glad It

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.

Am I Crazy Or Am I A Genius? I Don't Think I'm Either.

I Am Not The Beatles. I'm Me. Paul Isn't The Beatles...the Beatles Are The Beatles. Separately, They Are Separate.

It Was Like Being In The Eye Of A Hurricane. You'd Wake Up In A Concert And Think, Wow, How Did I Get Here?

I've Been Baking Bread And Looking After The Baby...everyone Else Who Has Asked Me That Question Over The Last Few Years Says. 'but What Else Have You Been Doing?' To Which I Say, 'are You Kidding?' Because Bread And Babies, As Every Housewife Knows, Is A Full-time Job. After I Made The Loaves [of Bread,] I Felt Like I Had Conquered Something. But As I Watched The Bread Being Eaten, I Thought, Well, Jesus, Don't I Get A Gold Record Or Knighted Or Nothing?