Some people, of course, can be happier with the cars, the fancy threads, the hilltop mansion, and the other status symbols of 'having made it', but I found that several of my most prized possessions were slipping away, despite all the fortune I had amassed.

Try to realize it's all within yourself no one else can make you change, and to see you're only very small and life flows on within you and without you.

I fell in love, not with anything or anybody in particular but with everything.

I've heard that while the show was on there were no reported crimes, or very few. When The Beatles were on Ed Sullivan, even the criminals had a rest for ten minutes.

Each individual has to burn out his own karma and escape from the chains of maya (illusion), reincarnation, and all that.

When the truth get's buried deep beneath a thousand years of sleep, time demands a turnaround.. And once again the truth is found.

When people come up to me expecting me to be just like what they thought a Beatle would be, they're disappointed. I never was a Beatle, except musically. I don't think any of us was. What is a Beatle anyway? I'm not a Beatle or an ex-Beatle or even the George Harrison. I'm just a man. Very ordinary.