“Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?”

“Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship. Ain't that just like my heart, babe. When you kissed my lips?”

“People are going to say, ‘Well, it’s not very truthful.’ But a songwriter doesn’t care about what’s truthful. What he cares about is what should’ve happened, what could’ve happened. That’s its own kind of truth. It’s like people who read Shakespeare plays, but they never see a Shakespeare play. I think they just use his name.”

“I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.”

“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.”

“It's a wicked life, but what the hell, the stars ain't falling down.”

“Last night I danced with a stranger, but she just reminded me you were the one.”