Imagine there's no varmints. It isn't hard to do.

If you enjoyed the time you wasted, then it wasn't wasted time.

If somebody gives me a joint, I might smoke it, but I don't go after it.

From this moment on I know exactly where my life will go: seems that all I really was doing was waiting for love.

Will the people in the cheaper seats clap your hands? And the rest of you, if you'll just rattle your jewelry.

Free all the prisoners everywhere, all they want is truth and justice, all they need is love and care.

Carrying The Beatles' or the Sixties' dream around all your life is like carrying the Second World War and Glenn Miller around. That's not to say you can't enjoy Glenn Miller or The Beatles, but to live in that dream is the twilight zone. It's not living now. It's an illusion.