My whole life has been a bit like a Nintendo game.

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.

To observe life is not only to organize your internal and external life, but reach to the state, from where, without any effort, both your internal and external life, moves in synchronization.

I was lucky to live in the 20th century, when gefilte fish could be purchased in a jar.

Make yourself indispensable and you'll be moved up. Act as if you're indispensable and you'll be moved out.

Workers of the world unite, it's not just a slogan anymore.

Even when the experts all agree, they may well be mistaken.

This is what we know, when you tell us of your fondest hopes and dreams for us: that your greatest wish is that one day we will cease to be, and strangers you can love will move in behind our faces.

Finally Irish were accepted into society and became part of the political system, and there were Kennedys, and so on. But the same is true about other waves of immigrants, like the Jews in the 1950s.

I swear by the invigorating shampoo and conditioner by Como Shambhala. When you’re in need for a quick mental vacation, it does the trick