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!

I'm only 49 years old. I'm still in the middle of this whole thing. I don't feel like it's finished at all. I'm still planning to write better songs.

Home in her apartment she'd dwell 'til the man from her dreams comes to break the spell.

I never really got on that well with Yoko anyway. Strangely enough, I only started to get to know her after John's death.

What I have to say is all in the music. If I want to say anything, I write a song.

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

I believe that in the future meditation could be as commonplace in schools and society as eco-awareness is now. It interests me that an ancient cure may be the solution to a modern problem.