I’ll give you everything I’ve got for a little peace of mind.
Don’t believe that jazz about there’s nothing you can do, “turn on and drop out, man” – because you’ve got to turn on and drop in, or they’re going to drop all over you.
Come together, right now.
Everything they told me as a kid has already been disproved by the same type of “experts” who made them up in the first place.
At Shea Stadium, I saw the top of the mountain.
I only ever asked two people to work with me as a partner. One was Paul McCartney and the other Yoko Ono. Paul and I were the Beatles.
It’s like being possessed: like a psychic or a medium. I felt like a hollow temple filled with many spirits, each one passing through me, each inhabiting me for a little time and then leaving to be replaced by another.
It was my Fat Elvis period. I was eating and drinking like a pig. I was depressed and I was crying out for help. It’s real. And I meant it.
We never write anything with themes. We just write the same rubbish all the time.
Nothing happened in the sixties except that we all dressed up.
When somebody is angry with us, we draw a halo around his or her head, in our minds. Does the person stop being angry then? Well, we don’t know! We know, though, that when we draw a halo around a person, suddenly the person starts to look like an angel to us.
We’re trying to sell peace, like a product, you know, and sell it like people sell soap or soft drinks. And it’s the only way to get people aware that peace is possible, and it isn’t just inevitable to have violence. Not just war – all forms of violence.
Don’t underestimate the importance of happiness. As long as you’re happy, who cares what you do?
All I want is the truth, just give me some truth.
I just said what I said and it was wrong. Or it was taken wrong. And now it’s all this.
You can go to church and sing a hymn, Judge me by the colour of my skin, You can live a lie until you die, One thing you can’t hide is when you’re crippled inside.
If you enjoyed the time you wasted, then it wasn’t wasted time.
Music is everybody’s possession. It’s only publishers who think that people own it. If you were going to give Rock ‘n’ Roll another name you might as well call it Chuck Berry. We’re more popular than Jesus now; I don’t know which will go first – Rock and Roll or Christianity.
Your inside is out and your outside is in.
We put a President up there, and then we set fire to him because he’s not solving all our problems.