Without geography you're nowhere.

Searching is half the fun: life is much more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party.

The truth is there was a golden era in music from 1962 to 1978 - after that it all went a bit tits up. I blame the fucking drum machine and the fucking shoulder pads of the 1980s.

I used to think that anyone doing anything weird was weird. I suddenly realized that anyone doing anything weird wasn't weird at all and it was the people saying they were weird that were weird.

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

Personally, I think you can put any interpretation you want on anything, but when someone suggests that Can't Buy Me Love is about a prostitute, I draw the line. That's going too far.