As the plane got closer to Miami, I had this terrible feeling he was dying. Maybe he was telling me that he was going. I felt anger, panic, despair and helplessness.

He could play a few chords on a keyboard and inspire a whole song. I don't think anyone could play a few notes as magically as Maurice could. Maurice is a part of the history of the Bee Gees, so the music will always have Maurice in it. We've lost Maurice, but we'll never lose his inspiration.

I can't accept that he's dead. I just imagine he's alive somewhere else. Pretend is the right word. Pretend is where I'm at.

I couldn't stay there. I still find Miami very hard, because from my dock I can see the hospital. I can't stand there and look at it.

I hadn't accepted he was seriously ill. The idea that someone so close to you couldn't wake up was utterly incomprehensible. Then the doctor came in... Maurice had no brain left. There wasn't any activity at all.

I haven't really met anyone else who has influenced me, but you never know, it could happen next year or next month. I just like to go with the spur of the moment.

I left on the Saturday morning. The doctors were saying there was still a chance that they'd get him back. You hope against hope that they're right.

I refuse to believe my brother is dead.

I think for anybody, any family, and I know there are families out there that are going through this even now, that it is the hardest thing in the world. Nobody is ever prepared for it.

I was called in Oxfordshire by our personal assistant early on the Thursday morning and told Maurice had had cardiac arrest and was having surgery. I was in total shock. I didn't even know he was in hospital.

I'll never get used to living without Mo, but the painful things that surround what happened to him aren't so painful any more-not so raw or so new.

I'm not a party person or someone who likes to sit and drink in clubs all night, and never really have been. I have a good time through work.

I'm really happy that I got to work with such fresh talent. In a day when record companies are not particularly good at encouraging young, talented songwriters to come forward and get exposure, I think it's important to give tomorrow's songwriters the opportunity.

If some people can imagine that a person they love is alive in another world, why can't I imagine Maurice is alive in this one? An artist is a person who uses art to run away from reality. It's not wrong-it's survival. There's nothing wrong with me creating a world in which Maurice is alive.

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.

In the beginning, Barry and I couldn't decide if we were going got go forward with the name of the Bee Gees or just as Barry and Robin. Now we've decided to continue as the Bee Gees because we feel we can, and Maurice would have wanted it.

It makes us feel better that everyone out there is thinking of Maurice.

It was awful, just like a dream, and I found it very hard to speak. I was angry. I couldn't be on a podium and spit out anecdotes and festive moments from Mo's life. He'd just been torn from me.

Nobody will ever take Maurice's place, and he'll go on with us and he'll go on our music. He'll go on with us as the Bee Gees, and Maurice will always be with us.

One morning I'd woken up about 4 a.m., feeling nauseous. The feeling lasted about an hour. It was at the time Maurice was in hospital with pains in his stomach. It was probably some indication that something was wrong, because I have never, ever had that feeling before.

The Bee Gees were always heavily influenced by black music. As a songwriter, it's never been difficult to pick up on the changing styles of music out there, and soul has always been my favourite genre.

The Bee Gees, to us, was the three brothers. In Maurice's name, we would respect that and not be the Bee Gees anymore.

The other weekend I was on the ferry to Ireland, and they were showing a documentary about the Bee Gees. They had these giant screens, and Maurice's face was everywhere. I couldn't look at them. I can't look at his face even in a photograph.

The real world was just too real, and we didn't want to be a part of normal life. We wanted to create a magical world for the three of us.

We said we'd fly the flag without him and carry on. I didn't give him a kiss because I still hadn't accepted what was happening. I was hoping that some miracle was going to happen. Of course, it didn't. I wish I had kissed him now.

We're both devastated. We've actually been in shock for the last few days since Maurice was taken ill, and so this has all gone too fast for us.

When Maurice touched a keyboard, it was like something from a movie, magical. He would always give you something from a movie, and you'd go, what did you just play... immediately inspirational writings, amazing. That's what we're going to miss.

With Maurice suddenly going, I realised... I think I've matured. I don't take things lightly any more.

You know, we'd just had a birthday, he was... you know, he still had a future out of him, and all I can is he was just one of the most beautiful people in the world... a very gifted man, and it's a loss to the world, not just for us.