I was looking for a name like the Crickets that meant two things, and from crickets I got to beetles. And I changed [to] B E A because ... B E E T L E S didn't mean two things, so I changed ... the E to an A. And it meant two things then. ... When you said it, people thought of crawly things; and when you read it, it was beat music.

I no longer believe in myth, and Beatles is another myth. The dream is over.

The Beatles gave everything they had to give, and more. Going back to the Beatles would be like going back to school.

We were all on this ship in the sixties, our generation, a ship going to discover the New World. And the Beatles were in the crow's nest of that ship.

You have to be a bastard to make it, and that's a fact. And the Beatles are the biggest bastards on earth.

The Beatles music died then, as musicians. That's why we never improved as musicians; we killed ourselves then to make it. And that was the end of it.