We were the Spice Boys.
We have had so much of the same background, our musical background and where we came from, and what we listened to in common and all those years we played together, somehow it s made a very deep groove in our memories, and it doesn’t t take much to lock in. These records we just made, it just shows that there is a certain harmony, we do lock in together very easily and it kind of sounds like the Beatles without much effort.
Try to realize it's all within yourself no one else can make you change, and to see you're only very small and life flows on within you and without you.
They used us as an excuse to go mad and then blamed it on us. Gandhi says create and preserve the image of your choice. The image of my choice is not Beatle George - those who want that can go and see Wings. Why live in the past? Be here now.
There's high, and there's high, and to get really high--I mean so high that you can walk on the water, that high-that's where I'm going'.
It is one of our perennial problems, whether there is actually a God. From the Hindu point of view each soul is divine. All religions are branches of one big tree. It doesn't matter what you call Him just as long as you call. Just as cinematic images appear to be real but are only combinations of light and shade, so is the universal variety a delusion. The planetary spheres, with their countless forms of life, are naught but figures in a cosmic motion picture. One's values are profoundly changed when he is finally convinced that creation is only a vast motion picture and that not in, but beyond, lies his own ultimate reality.
There was this big skiffle craze happening for a while in England... Everybody was in a skiffle group..All you needed was an acoustic Guitar, a washboard with thimbles for percussion, and a tea-chest- you know, the ones they used to ship tea from India- and you just put a broom handle on it and a bit of string, and you had a bass..you only needed two chords; Jing-jinga-jing jing-jinga-jing jing-jinga-jing jing-jinga-jing. And I think that's basically where I’ve always been at. I'm just a skiffler, you know. Now I do posh skiffle, that's all it is.
We were talking about the space between us all and the people who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion. Never glimpse the truth - then it's far too late when they pass away.
The world used us as an excuse to go mad.
The nicest thing is to open the newspapers and not to find yourself in them.