Bob Dylan

“Let me ask you one questionIs your money that goodWill it buy you forgivenessDo you think that it couldI think you will findWhen your death takes its tollAll the money you madeWill never buy back your soul”

“Chaos is a friend of mine.”

“Back seat drivers don’t know the feel of the wheelbut they sho’ know how to make a fuss"Bob Dylan/Bonnie Raitt, “Let’s Keep It Between Us,” 1982”

“I think of a hero as someone who understands the degree of responsibility that comes with his freedom.”

“Lay down the song you strum,And rest yourself 'neath the strength of stringsNo voice can hope to hum.”

“Don't Ask Me Nothing About Nothing, I Just Might Tell You the Truth ”

“The pump don't work cause the vandals took the handle”

“New York was a city where you could be frozen to death in the midst of a busy street and nobody would notice.”

“If you're looking to get silly, you better go back to from where you came. because the cops don't need you and man they expect the same.”

“The longer you live, the better you get.”

“You learn from a conglomeration of the incredible past - whatever experience gotten in any way whatsoever.”

“There's no black and white, left and right to me anymore; there's only up and down and down is very close to the ground. And I'm trying to go up without thinking about anything trivial such as politics. They have got nothing to do with it. I'm thinking about the general people and when they get hurt.”

“This land is your land and this land is my land, sure, but the world is run by those that never listen to music anyway.”

“Your old road is rapidly aging.Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand,For the times they are a-changin'.”

“You don't necessarily have to write to be a poet. Some people work in gas stations and they're poets. I don't call myself a poet, because I don't like the word. I'm a trapeze artist.”

“I find C major to be the key of strength, but also the key of regret. E major is the key of confidence. A-flat major is the key of renunciation.”

“Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the pastI know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast”

“Little red wagon, little red bike, I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like.”

“...we are singing today of the WIPE-OUT GANG - the WIPE-OUT GANG buys, owns & operates the Insanity Factory - if you do not know where the Insanity Factory is located, you should hereby take two steps to the right, paint your teeth & go to sleep....”

“People disagreeing everywhere you look makes you wanna stop and read a book. ”

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

“There's no liquor in the land that can stop your brain from bleedin”

“You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babeBut you're back were you belong”

“You don't have to be afraid of looking into my face. We've done nothing to each other that time will not erase.”

“Crimson flames tied through my earsRollin' high and mighty trapsPounced with fire on flaming roadsUsing ideas as my maps"We'll meet on edges, soon," said IProud 'neath heated brow.Ah, but I was so much older then,I'm younger than that now.Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth"Rip down all hate," I screamedLies that life is black and whiteSpoke from my skull. I dreamedRomantic facts of musketeersFoundationed deep, somehow.Ah, but I was so much older then,I'm younger than that now.”

“...Jezebel the nun, who violently knits...”

“Upon four-legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides”

“Come you masters of warYou that build all the gunsYou that build the death planesYou that build the big bombsYou that hide behind wallsYou that hide behind desksI just want you to knowI can see through your masks.”

“Thinking of a series of dreamsWhere the time and the tempo flyAnd there's no exit in any direction'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes”

“every pleasure's got an edge of pain, pay your ticket and don't complain”

“You're gonna have to serve somebody; well, it may be the devil, or it may be the Lord, but you're gonna have to serve somebody...”

“A poem is a naked person....Some people say that I am a poet.”

“DESTINY is a feeling you have that you know something about yourself nobody else does. The picture you have in your own mind of what you're about WILL COME TRUE. It's a kind of a thing you kind of have to keep to your own self, because it's a fragile feeling, and you put it out there, then someone will kill it. It's best to keep that all inside.”

“Don't follow leaders.”

“If ever asked to look at yourself, don't.”

“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 was anti-popular culture or anything and I had no ambition to stir things up. I just thought of mainstream culture as lame as hell and a big trick. It was like the unbroken sea of frost that lay outside the window and you had to have awkward footgear to walk with.”

“Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.”

“You call yourself what you want to call yourself. This is the land of the free”

“If you try to be anyone but yourself, you will fail; if you are not true to your own heart, you will fail. Then again, there's no success like failure”

“They can't hurt me. Sure, they can crush you and kill you. They can lay you out on 42nd and Broadway and put hoses on you and flush you in the sewers and put you on the subway and carry you out to Coney island and bury you on the Ferris wheel. But I refuse to sit here and worry about dying.”

“abe said where d'you want this killin done / God said out on highway 61”

“How many times must a man look upBefore he can see the sky?Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man haveBefore he can hear people cry?Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knowsThat too many people have died?The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,The answer is blowin' in the wind.”

“I was lingering out on the pavement. There was a missing person inside of myself and I needed to find him . . . I felt done for, an empty burned-out wreck . . . Wherever I am, I'm a '60s troubadour, a folk-rock relic, a wordsmith from bygone days, a fictitious head of state from a place nobody knows.”

“I was so much older then; I'm younger than that now.From the back pages”

“It frightens me, the awful truth, of how sweet life can be...”

“Old lady judges watch people in pairsLimited in sex, they dareTo push fake morals, insult and stareWhile money doesn't talk, it swearsObscenity, who really caresPropaganda, all is phony.”

“Gotta head full of ideas that are driving me insane...”

“There's a black Mercedes rollin' through the combat zone Your servants are half dead; you're down to the boneTell me, tall man, where would you like to be overthrownMaybe down in Jerusalem or Argentina?Angelina”

“The sun's not yellow, its chicken!”

“The Harmonica is the world’s best-selling musical instrument. You’re welcome.”