I took my brains out and stretched them on the rack, now I'm not too sure I'm gonna get them back.

Ebony and ivory live together in perfect harmony, side by side on my keyboard piano, oh Lord, why don't we?

It's time to end the cruel slaughter of whales and leave these magnificent creatures alone.

It's as serious as anyone ever gets, you know. It's just words. It's just good poetry.

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 doubt very much if The Beatles would have happened if it was not for Elvis.

Drugs had shown me little bits here and there-they had rolled across the carpet once or twice, but I had been able to get them out of my mind.