Ah, Love. A Dreadful Bond! And Yet,

The Racing Bug Is Never Going To Go Away. It's Like The Mafia.

The Monkees Are Like The Mafia. You're In For Life. Nobody Gets Out.

Did You Forget? I'm A Heartless Wretch!

The Only People Who Didn't Like It [the Monkees] Were The French, And They Don't Even Like Themselves, So What's The Point?

I've Got A Farm In England Where I Breed Horses.