I don’t know how you were diverted You were perverted too. I don’t know how you were inverted No one alerted you.
Through all ages, great saints have remained as living proof that this non-temporary, permanent state of God consciousness can be revived in all living souls.
Make love, take love, but you should give love. And try to live love.
So it’s really a process of actually having a realization of God, which all becomes clear with the expanded state of consciousness that develops when you chant.
I have suffered for this book; now it’s your turn.
I keep stacks of Autobiography of a Yogi around the house, and I give it out constantly to people. When people need ‘regrooving,’ I say read this, because it cuts to the heart of every religion.
It doesn’t really matter what chords I play, what words I say or time of day it is, as it’s only a Northern Song.
Life goes on within you and without you.
It’s all in the mind.
The first time I took LSD, it just blew everything away. I had such an incredible feeling of well-being.
After all we did for Britain, selling that corduroy and making it swing, all we got was a bit of tin on a piece of leather.
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.
As far as I’m concerned, there won’t be a Beatles reunion as long as John Lennon remains dead.
Gossip is the Devil’s radio.
I remember thinking I just want more. This isn’t it. Fame is not the goal. Money is not the goal. To be able to know how to get peace of mind, how to be happy, is something you don’t just stumble across. You’ve got to search for it.
The saddest thing was actually getting fed up with one another. It’s like growing up in a family. When you get to a certain age, you want to go off and get your own girl and your own car, split up a bit.
Some things take so long But how do I explain When not too many people Can see we’re all the same And because of all their tears Your eyes can’t hope to see The beauty that surrounds them Now, isn’t it a pity.
Hippies are so phoney and fake.
Your own space, man, it’s so important. That’s why we were doomed because we didn’t have any. It is like monkeys in a zoo. They die. You know, everything needs to be left alone.
Without looking out of my window I could know the ways of heaven.