She is the rock 'n' roll queen. Weirdly enough, that is one of the things her reign will be remembered for. Queen Elizabeth I, we remember Raleigh; Queen Elizabeth II it's gonna be the Beatles.

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.

They are stupid, they are beasts, they are meat, they are death. I am talking simply but without any affectation.

I love love because it comes in so many forms shapes sizes and colours. It fits everyone.

Better an unsung HERO than the source of envy.

As nice an offer as that was, I'm afraid I'm not interested.""I see the job as your only chance for survival.

You know how you get rid of tears?” I asked. He shook his head. “You find somebody you love and you hug them.

It is intelligent to have a plan, but neurotic to fall in love with it.

Even though Doctor Strange is an established character, when you're doing an origin story there's a lot of room for manoeuvre.

Nothing is denied to well-directed labor.

A short absence is the safest.

I can't believe there is a poet who hasn't eagerly put down a word one day, only to erase it the next day deciding it was sheer lunacy. It's part of the process of selection.