Turn off your mind, relax, and float downstream.
Happiness is inside you, not with another person.
A working class hero is something to be.
All of us growing up have come to terms with too much pain. Although we repress it, it’s still there. The worst pain is that of not being wanted, of realising your parents do not need you in the way you need them.
You’re only awake when you realise you’re awake and when you’re dreaming, it is just as real, whatever happens is just as real – whether you actually do die in a dream or fulfil whatever you’re doing in a dream, it’s, there’s nobody to tell me it isn’t as real as this now, because how do you know?
Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun, and if the sun don’t come, we’ll be standing in the English rain.
When I was a child I experienced moments of not wanting to see the ugliness, not wanting to see not being wanted. This lack of love went into my eyes and into my mind.
If you want peace, you won’t get it with violence.
Without a job all there is to life is boredom and insecurity.
I don’t purchase records. I do enjoy listening to things like Japanese folk music or Indian music.
I don’t want to grow up but I’m sick of not growing up -? that way. I’ll find a different way of not growing up. There’s a better way of doing it than torturing your body.
Wouldn’t it be interesting to take Elvis back to his Sun Records period? I don’t know. But I’m content to listen to his Sun Records. I don’t want to dig him up out of the grave.
I can’t play guitar, but I can sure make it howl.
Look, I wasn’t saying the Beatles are better than God or Jesus. I said ‘Beatles’ because it’s easy for me to talk about Beatles. I could have said TV or the cinema, motor cars or anything popular and I would have gotten away with it.
My father and mother split and I never saw my father until I was 20, nor did I see much more of my mother.
Life happens while we are making other plans.
I don’t expect you to understand after you’ve caused so much pain, but then again-you’re not to blame; you’re just human-a victim of the insane.
After The Beatles came on the scene everyone started putting on a Liverpudlian accent.
I once was the walrus, now I’m John.
We were really professional by the time we got to the States; we had learned the whole game. When we arrived here we knew how to handle the press; the British press were the toughest in the world and we could handle anything. We were all right.