“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.”

I’d rather be one of the devotees of God than one of the straight, so-called sane or normal people who just don’t understand that man is a spiritual being, that he has a soul.

The smile on your face is sometimes out of place, don’t mind no frowns, cheer down.

You can be standing right in front of the truth and not necessarily see it, and people only get it when they’re ready to get it.

For the forest to be green, each tree must be green.

We were talking about the space between us all and the people who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion. Never glimpse the truth – then it’s far too late when they pass away.

What’s often in your heart is the hardest to reach.

Once you realize something, then you can’t pretend you don’t know it any more.

The only thing we really have to work at in this life is how to manifest love.

It’s easier to hurt someone and make them cry, than it is to dry their eyes.

All I got to be is be happy.

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.

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.

Waiting for the end to come, Wishing I had strength to stand, This is not what I had planned, It’s out of my control.

One thing about God’s will, you can never see God’s will before it happens. You can only see at the end of it.

One never knows the ending. One has to die to know exactly what happens after death, although Catholics have their hopes.

No one who possesses snow would find any hardship in exchanging it for jewels and pearls. This world is like snow exposed to sun, which continues to melt until it disappears altogether, while the next life is like a precious stone that never passes away.

One is never afraid of the unknown; one is afraid of the known coming to an end.

Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.

The more you know yourself, the more clarity there is. Self-knowledge has no end – you don’t come to an achievement, you don’t come to a conclusion. It is an endless river.

At the end of pain is SUCCESS!