Even if you don’t have all the things you want, be grateful for the things you don’t have that you don’t want (Bob Dylan’s dad)

The line it is drawnThe curse it is castThe slow one nowWill later be fastAs the present nowWill later be pastThe new order isRapidly fadin’.And the first one nowWill later be lastFor the times they...

I was so much older then; I’m younger than that now.

And it’s a hard, It’s a hard, It’s a hard, It’s a hard, It’s a hard rain gonna fall

He’s written extraordinary songs, hasn’t he? I consider him one of the preeminent songwriters of the times. Every song he does has a vitality you don’t find everywhere.

You know, you’re on your brothers coat tails.

It frightens me, the awful truth, of how sweet life can be…

A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and gets to bed at night, and in between he does what he wants to do.

It fell from a 10 story building and exploded in front of me.

I beat Bob Dylan in a talent contest.

Despite everybody who has been born and has died, the world has just gone on. I mean, look at Napoleon -but we went right on. Look at Harpo Marx -the world went around, it didn’t...

It rubs me the wrong way, a camera… It’s a frightening thing…Cameras make ghosts out of people.

Songs, to me, were more important than just light entertainment. They were my preceptor and guide into some altered consciousness of reality. Some different republic, some liberated republic… whatever the case, it wasn’t that I...

The dominant myth of the day seemed to be that anybody could do anything, even go to the moon. You could do whatever you wanted -in the ads and in the articles, ignore your limitations,...

Take care of all your memories. For you cannot relive them.

Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts

For that I cannot say. There isn’t really an answer.

There’s beauty in the silver singing river, There’s beauty in the sunrise in the sky, But none of these and nothing else can match the beauty, That I remember in my true love’s eyes

Come senators, congressmenPlease heed the callDon’t stand in the doorwayDon’t block up the hallFor he that gets hurtWill be he who has stalledThere’s a battle outside ragin’.It’ll soon shake your windowsAnd rattle your wallsFor the...

why be bothered with other people’s set-ups? it only leads to torture.

He never knew my name, He never knew my name. And though I never met him, I knew him just the same, and he was a friend of mine.

To bed at night and in between does what he wants to do.

Up on Housing Project Hill It’s either fortune or fame You must pick one or the other Though neither of them are to be what they claim

You better start swimming, or you’ll sink like a stone. Because the Time’s they are a-changing.

And I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinking.

Chaos is a friend of mine.

It was relatively simple. Bob put himself in my hands. He just turned up – just his words on paper – no instruments, no musicians, no preconceptions. He just turned up on the doorstep and...

You can always come back, but you can’t come back all the way.

Everybody is even making love or else expecting rain

There’s only one day at a time here, then it’s tonight and then tomorrow will be today again.

It seemed I’d always been chasing after something, anything that moved -a car, a bird, a blowing leaf -anything that might lead me into some more lit place, some unknown land downriver. I had not...

I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I’ll die like a poet.

a giant, a great, great soul, with all of the humanity, all of the wit and humor, all the wisdom, the spirituality, the common sense of a man and compassion for people.

[It just goes to show that technology investors aren’t sure which way to turn. Or to quote] All Along the Watchtower … There’s too much confusion. I can’t get no relief.

People talk about egos as if it were objects.

I’ll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours

He who is not busy being born is busy dying.

All this talk about equality. The only thing people really have in common is that they are all going to die.

But even the President of the United States sometimes must have to stand naked.

The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face.

I define nothing. Not beauty, not patriotism. I take each thing as it is, without prior rules about what it should be.

When you’ve got nothing, you’ve got nothing to loose.

Somebody had to be Bob Dylan. I guess I was best equipped to do the job.

What happened to Woody Guthrie, Bob?

When you feel in your gut what you are and then dynamically pursue it – don’t back down and don’t give up – then you’re going to mystify a lot of folks.

And the country I die for, has God on its side

Sometimes it’s not enough to know what things mean, sometimes you have to know what things don’t mean.

What was the future? The future was a solid wall, not promising, not threatening – all bunk. No guarantees of anything, not even the guarantee that life isn’t one big joke.

All I can do is be me, whoever that is.

You’re basically putting it out through a corporation regardless . . . How you get it out is really immaterial.