I Wanted To Be A Jockey.

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

I'm A Married Man. If I Want Sex At This Particular Point In My Life, I Go Home For It.

And Actually, About Three Weeks Ago, Micky, Peter And I Were In Vegas At The Mgm Grand. And We Did About 12 Shows In Seven Days. It Was Quite An Experience.

The Beatles Set The Rules. And The Rules Were: Now Just Because We Have Long Hair Doesn't Mean That We're Rebellious.

Life Is Cruel. Why Should The Afterlife Be Any Different? I Offer You A Choice. Join My Crew...and Postpone The Judgment. One Hundred Years Before The Mast. Will Ye Serve?