Danh ngôn của Paul McCartney (Sứ mệnh: 8)

In the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.
Where I come from, you don't really talk about how much you're earning. Those things are private. My dad never told my mum how much he was earning. I'm certainly not going to tell the world. I'm doing well.
We were pretty good mates until the Beatles started to split up and Yoko came into it. It was more like old army buddies splitting up on account of wedding bells.
George wrote Taxman, and I played guitar on it. He wrote it in anger at finding out what the taxman did. He had never known before then what could happen to your money.
The rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated.
Why would I retire? Sit at home and watch TV? No thanks. I'd rather be out playing.
My dad, bless him, was a musician. And his dad had thought that his music was rubbish.
And I loved Fats Waller. I love his instrumental abilities, his vocal abilities and his sense of humor.
Looking back, I think I was always musical. My dad was very musical, and I think my mom was musical.
I hate the idea of success robbing you of your private life.