I have always adored Mahler, and Mahler was a major influence on the music of the Beatles. John and me used to sit and do the Kindertotenlieder and Wunderhorn for hours, we'd take turns singing and playing the piano. We thought Mahler was gear.

We don't eat anything that has to be killed for us.

This was one of the best things about Lennon and McCartney, the competitive element within the team. It was great. But hard to live with.

A hundred years from now, people will listen to the music of the Beatles the same way we listen to Mozart.

Every time I felt low, I just put on an Elvis record and I'd feel great, beautiful.

Paul's last words to Linda: "You're up on your beautiful Appaloosa stallion. It's a fine spring day. We're riding through the woods. The bluebells are all out, and the sky is clear-blue".

I realize now that taking drugs was like taking an aspirin without having a headache.