“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.

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.

For in a swift radiance of illumination he saw a glimpse of human struggle and valor. Of the endless fluid passage of the humanity through endless time. And of those who labor and of those who – one word- love. His soul expanded. But for a moment only. For in him, he felt a warning, a shaft of terror.

Is not the most erotic part of the body wherever the clothing affords a glimpse?

Appearances are a glimpse of the unseen.

It has been modified by many great revolutions, brought about by an inner mechanism of which we very imperfectly comprehend the movements; but of which we gain a glimpse by studying their effects:

I’d walked too close to heaven and gotten a glimpse. The hell I’d lived before her no longer appealed to me.

Having glimpsed a small part of life, men rise up and disappear as smoke, knowing only what each one has learned.

It is an awful thing to get a glimpse, as one sometimes does, when the time is past, of some little, little wheel which works the whole mighty machinery of fate, and see how our destinies turn on a minute’s delay or advance.

When you catch a glimpse of your potential, that’s when passion is born.