All at once we see things in our skies, and we both realize it together. Well you know they were wrong, get on the right thing.

If slaughterhouses had glass walls, everyone would be a vegetarian.

In the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.

I can't manage without homeopathy. In fact, I never go anywhere without homeopathic remedies. I often make use of them.

The long and winding road that leads to your door / Will never disappear, / I've seen that road before it always leads me here, / Leads me to your door.

I used to think anyone doing anything weird was weird. Now I know that it is the people that call others weird that are weird.

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.

Late at night when the wind is still I'll come flying through your door, And you'll know what love is for. I am a bluebird, I'm a bluebird...

There are only four people who knew what the Beatles were about anyway.

When you were young, and your heart, was an open book. You used to say, live and let live.

One of my biggest thrills for me still is sitting down with a guitar or a piano and just out of nowhere trying to make a song happen.

Sometimes wisdom came from strange places, even from giant teenaged goldfish.

The prospect of future lives in remote heavens as a compensation for the inadequacy of our present lives is a bad tradeoff for losing out on the present.

But Froi looked around with wonder. As if he had never seen the world from up so high before.

Some days I feel like a piano: kind of short, always in black & white, always expected to produce music.

Custom determines what is agreeable.

How do we preserve our civil rights, our traditions as a liberal democracy, in a time when government power is expanding and is more and more difficult to check?

One of the worst diseases to which the human creature is liable is its disease of thinking.

This must be what it means to be a ghost, being certain that life exists, because your four senses say so, and yet unable to see it.

There must be a technique for meeting pain. There must be a technique of endurance based on the power of the soul to maintain its own serenity, as Marcus Aurelius taught long ago.

I want to buy a house. I want to retire well. I want to have baby.