When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.
Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.
Life is very short, and there's no time for fussing and fighting my friends
Guilt for being rich, and guilt thinking that perhaps love and peace isn't enough and you have to go and get shot or something.
When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down happy.
Surrealism had a great effect on me because then I realised that the imagery in my mind wasn't insanity. Surrealism to me is reality.
Declare it. Just the same way we declare war. That is how we will have peace... we just need to declare it.
It doesn't matter how long my hair is or what colour my skin is or whether I'm a woman or a man.
I don't believe in killing whatever the reason!
There's nothing new under the sun. All the roads lead to Rome. And people cannot provide it for you. I can't wake you up. You can wake you up. I can't cure you. You can cure you.
If you want peace, you won't get it with violence.
We all have Hitler in us, but we also have love and peace. So why not give peace a chance for once?
You either get tired fighting for peace, or you die.
Art is only a way of expressing pain.
Love, Love, Love. All you need is love. Love is all you need.
Nobody controls me. I'm uncontrollable. The only one who can control me is me, and even that's barely possible.
My defenses were so great. The cocky rock and roll hero who knows all the answers was actually a terrified guy who didn't know how to cry. Simple.
I'm not really a career person; I'm a gardener, basically.
Life is what happens to you while you're planning on doing something else.
Well, I don't want to be king, I want to be real.
Why in the world are we here? Surely not to live in pain and fear. Why on earth are you there, when you're everywhere - come and get your share.
Listen, if anything happens to Yoko and me, it was not an accident.
When I cannot sing my heart, I can only speak my mind.
You know the way people begin to look like their dogs? Well, we're beginning to look like each other.
There is an alternative to war. It's staying in bed and growing your hair.
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