“This song ain’t black or white and as far as I know it don’t infringe on anyone’s copyright.”

Even if it’s being a Beatle for the rest of my life, it’s still only a temporary thing.

I can see the Beatles sticking together forever, really. We’ve been together a long time.

If everyone who had a gun just shot themselves, there wouldn’t be a problem.

I keep stacks of Autobiography of a Yogi around the house, and I give it out constantly to people. When people need ‘regrooving,’ I say read this, because it cuts to the heart of every religion.

The Beatles exist apart from my Self. I am not really Beatle George. Beatle George is like a suit or shirt that I once wore on occasion and until the end of my life people may see that shirt and mistake it for me.

Didn’t want to be a star, wanted just to play guitar in this cockamamie business.

I fell in love, not with anything or anybody in particular but with everything.

If people would just wake up to what’s real, there would be no misery in the world. I guess chanting’s a pretty good place to start.

All the world is birthday cake, so take a piece, but not too much.

Be straight with yourself just to maybe save a few more people from being stupid and being ignorant.

It’s easier to criticize somebody else, than to see yourself.

It’s God’s love manifest in this world through everything that’s in this world, and all the people in the world.

There’s a bottomless heart hooked into all of you and it’s wondering how much you care.

Yesterday, today was tomorrow. And tomorrow, today will be yesterday.

It doesn’t really matter what chords I play, what words I say or time of day it is, as it’s only a Northern Song.

The action that I’ve started, sometime I’ll have to face. My influence in motion, rebounding back through space.

When one of us shines, all of us shine.

I don’t stand for black man’s side, I don’t stand for white man’s side, I stand for God’s side.

A mathematician is a blind man in a dark room looking for a black cat which isn’t there.

Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.

Our freedom is threatened every time one of our young people is killed by another child, every time a person gets stopped and beaten by the police because of the color of their skin.

Once we realize we are all members of humanity, we will want to compete in the spirit of love.

When you fight to honor racists, you show black Tennesseans and all of their allies where you stand, and you continue this cycle of hurt. You can’t change history, but you can change this.

We need to show the world that Black lives not only matter, but are valued, loved, supported, and celebrated.