We were pretty good mates until the Beatles started to split up and Yoko came into it. It was more like old army buddies splitting up on account of wedding bells.

My thing is about following the accidental, more than trying to paint an accurate bowl of apples. I enjoy most following the paint. It leads me somewhere else. I think I enjoy just letting the magic unfold and letting the spirit of the paint tell me where we're going.

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.

If anyone wants to save the planet, all they have to do is just stop eating meat.

A lot of the Beatles albums were very various, and we did it on purpose: We didn't want the next track to sound like the last one.

I feel that if I said anything about John, I would have to sit here for five days and say it all. Or I don't want to say anything.

I was impossible. I don't know how anyone could have lived with me. For the first time in my life, I was on the scrap heap, an unemployed worker.