We're crazy about this city. First time we came here, we walked the streets all day, all over town and nobody hassled us. People smiled, friendly-like, and we knew we could live here. We'd like to keep our place in Greenwich Village and have an apartment here, God and the Immigration Service willing. Los Angeles? That's just a big parking lot where you buy a hamburger for the trip to San Francisco.

When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down happy.

Please don't wake me, no, don't shake me, leave me where I am, I'm only sleeping.

I am not the Beatles. I'm me. Paul isn't the Beatles...The Beatles are the Beatles. Separately, they are separate.

Remember to let her into your heart.

Music touching my soul, the spirit dance was unfolding.

At Shea Stadium, I saw the top of the mountain.