I don't know what 'home' or 'abroad' is any more.

I'm very proud of being a Bee Gee and am always aware that I'll be identified as a Bee Gee.

I don't take things for granted, because everything feels more fragile. It's made me wonder about mortality and how long you've got somebody in the world. I'm more fearful than I used to be.

If the heart stops for more than two minutes, you have massive brain death. There are only two minutes between our conscious world and zero. That's how fragile our consciousness is.

Music is being treated as one big karaoke machine.

I sometimes wonder if the tragedies my family has suffered are a kind of karmic price for all the fame and fortune the Bee Gees have had.

Music became an obsession, and eventually we felt more comfortable with each other then we did with anyone else. The three of us were like one person.

My idea of a good time is creating something and reading a good book.

I love food, I love eating.

I don't like fruit but I'm vegetarian, so eat a lot of veggies.

I find it very, very hard. He was part of the fabric of my life. We were kids together, and teenagers. We spent the whole of our lives with each other because of our music.

Even the juncture in history and the zeitgeist we live in is something we choose, setting the scene for the spiritual fodder we need to grow and achieve deeper elevation of our souls.

At school, I was brought up on revolting food - sausages, sausages and Spam - but at home, I had the most wonderful sponge puddings, which I don't indulge in very often now.

I really do see that anywhere I am, whether it's doing interviews a hundred in a row, that every situation I'm in, I'm at choice in the matter.

Stupidity was as necessary as intelligence, and as difficult to attain.

He listens equally to the prayers of the believer and the unbeliever.

There really is a certain magic that happens when you're in the studio. And it's important in life to feel that magic: to feel that there is something greater moving all this along.

It is memory that provides the heart with impetus, fuels the brain, and propels the corn plant from seed to fruit.

Teaching children to read was one thing; keeping them interested in reading was something else.

I understand that everything is connected, that all roads meet, and that all rivers flow into the same sea.

Such is the fate of simple Bard, On life's rough ocean luckless starr'd