Come Together, Right Now.

I Thought I Was Painting In Sound A Picture Of Revolution - But I Made A Mistake, You Know. The Mistake Was That It Was Anti-revolution.

A Mistake Is Only An Error, It Becomes A Mistake When You Fail To Correct It

The More Real You Get, The More Unreal Everything Else Is.

When You're Thirty-five, You Can't Take As Much Booze ... And I Always Got A Little Violent On Drink...so It Was Kind Of Self-destructive Suicide Side Of Me, Which Is Resolving Itself For The Better, I Believe, Because I Never Enjoyed It.

I Was A Working-class Macho Guy Who Was Used To Being Served And Yoko Didn't Buy That. From The Day I Met Her, She Demanded Equal Time, Equal Space, Equal Rights.