To this day, if I ever meet grownups who play ukulele, I love 'em.

The Pound is sinking, the Peso's failing, the Lira's reeling, and feeling quite appalling.

I think globally and act locally.

Going to do it to you sweet banana, like it's never been done, and we'll get high, high, high, in the mid-day sun.

I love the past. There are parts of the past I hate, of course.

To keep the record straight, it wasn't always John and Yoko. We've all accused one another of various business things; we tend to be pretty paranoid by now, as you can imagine. There's a lot of money involved.

I think the French girls are fabulous.