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

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

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.

Nothing pleases me more than to go into a room and come out with a piece of music.

No matter how plain a woman may be, if truth and honesty are written across her face, she will be beautiful.

I just reminded myself that she didn't say it mean. She wasn't making fun of me. She wasn't comparing. Or criticizing.

It's okay for you to lie but not for me to try

For the average person, all problems date to World War II; for the more informed, to World War I; for the genuine historian, to the French Revolution.

I'll admit I said something I shouldn't have said.

When justice has spoken, humanity must have its turn.

Here in L.A. the standard of beauty is kind of ridiculous. I want to be doing this when I'm in my fifties and sixties and this isn't what I'm going to look like.

Everything that's realistic has some sort of ugliness in it. Even a flower is ugly when it wilts, a bird when it seeks its prey, the ocean when it becomes violent.

Love isn't a decision. It's a feeling. If we could decide who we loved,it would be much simpler, but much less magical