Imagine ... Imagine no religion.

Make your own dream .I can't wake you up. You can wake you up. I can't cure you. You can cure you.

paranoia is just a heightened sense of awareness

I don't have any romanticism about any part of my past. I think of it only inasmuch as it gave me pleasure or helped me grow psychologically. That is the only thing that interests me about yesterday. I don't believe in yesterday, by the way. You know I don't believe in yesterday. I am only interested in what I am doing now.

Pools of sorrow waves of joy are drifting thorough my open mind possessing and caressing m

It was very romantic. It's all in the song, The Ballad of John and Yoko. If you want to know how it happened, it's in there. Gibraltar was like a little sunny dream. I couldn't find a white suit -​ I had sort of off-white corduroy trousers and a white jacket. Yoko had all white on.

You either get tired fighting for peace, or you die.