Pools Of Sorrow. Waves Of Joy.

People Think The Beatles Know What's Going On. We Don't. We're Just Doing It.

A More Interesting Question Is Not 'why Did They Break Up?' But 'would They Have Gotten Back Together?' ... There's Always A Chance We'd Work Together Again, But I Can't See Us Touring. I Just See Us Making Records.

I Could Still Be Forgotten When I'm Dead. I Don't Really Care What Happens When I'm Dead.

There's No Such Thing As Sculpture Or Art Or Anything, It's Just A Bit Of - It's Just Words, You Know, And Actually Saying Everything Is Art. We're All Art, Art Is Just A Tag, Like A Journalists' Tag, But Artists Believe It.

It Was Very Romantic. It's All In The Song, The Ballad Of John And Yoko. If You Want To Know How It Happened, It's In There. Gibraltar Was Like A Little Sunny Dream. I Couldn't Find A White Suit -​ I Had Sort Of Off-white Corduroy Trousers And A White Jacket. Yoko Had All White On.