As Long As You Hate, There Will

The Beatles Saved The World From Boredom.

I Wanted To Be Successful, Not Famous.

Once I Chanted The Hare Krishna Mantra All The Way From France To Portugal, Nonstop. I Drove For About Twenty-three Hours And Chanted All The Way. It Gets You Feeling A Bit Invincible. The Funny Thing Was That I Didn't Even Know Where I Was Going. I Mean I Had Bought A Map, And I Knew Basically Which Way I Was Aiming, But I Couldn't Speak French, Spanish, Or Portuguese. But None Of That Seemed To Matter. You Know, Once You Get Chanting, Then Things Start To Happen Transcendentally.

The Aim Is To Get As Much Going Out The Back As Is Coming In. You've Got To Do That Because For Everything You Get In You've Got To Give Something Out.

No-one Knows What I Do In My Private, Spare Time, So I Don't See Why Anyone Would Assume I'm Celibate Or Somehow Turning Into A Garboesque Character.