When a war is over I think it's a cowardly thing to leave the war behind you in minefields that hit women and children and the most vulnerable. Imagine the war is finished and you go to work and there are snipers shooting at you. Imagine taking your kids to the beach and you find that the beach is blowing up beneath you. Like there's nowhere safe.

Hamburg totally wrecked us. I remember getting home to England and my dad thought I was half-dead. I looked like a skeleton, I hadn't noticed the change, I'd been having such a ball!

Lady Madonna lying on the bed Listen to the music playing in your head.

...We can work it out. Life is very short, and there's no time for fussing and fighting, my friend.

It's like a lot of kids; when you tell them someone's died, they laugh.

There's nothing like the eureka moment of knocking off a song that didn't exist before - I won't compare it to sex, but it lasts longer.

Someone like John would want to end the Beatle period and start the Yoko period. He wouldn't like either to interfere with the other.