Elvis really died the day he joined the army. That's when they killed him, and the rest was a living death.

For me, Spotify is not even a necessary evil. It helps me do what I want to do.

The fear of death is the most unjustified of all fears, for there's no risk of accident for someone who's dead.

I never really got on that well with Yoko anyway. Strangely enough, I only started to get to know her after John's death.

I use emotion for the many and reserve reason for the few.

I don't mind living in a man's world, as long as I can be a woman in it.