May you stay Forever Young
Just a reminder, if you tell anyone about what happened with Jonah last night, I'll destroy all of my writing and never play music again.
Ah, current music. What would that be? Ah, really, a lot of it sounds defective to me. It makes me restless.
"Like a Rolling Stone" [of Bob Dylan] is a kiss-off song like none before or since.
...don't criticize what you can't understand, your sons and your daughters are beyond your command.
City's just a jungle; more games to play Trapped in the heart of it, tryin' to get away I was raised in the country, I been workin' in the town I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
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.
You don't have to be afraid of looking into my face. We've done nothing to each other that time will not erase.
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people, they're drinking, thinking that they got it made. Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things, but you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it, babe.
Stay free of petty jealousies, live by no man's code, and hold your judgment for yourself, lest you wind up on this road.
And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’ But I’ll know my song well before I start singin
Who am I helping, what am I breaking, what am I giving, what am I taking?
If I had wings, no one would ask me: should I fly?
I've been sitting down studying the Art of Love. I think it will fit me like a glove.
God bless you all with peace, tranquility and good will.
I forgot more than you'll ever know.
Bob Dylan wasn't a big star early on; it was the release of his Greatest Hits album in 1967, and the mainstream success of the stoner anthem "Rainy Day Women #12 & 35" ("Everybody must get stoned!"), that really put him on the mainstream map.
Either I'm too sensitive, or else I'm gettin' soft
Done laid around, done stayed around This old town too long And it seems like I've got to travel on
If you ever tell anyone about Jonah's sexual dysfunction, I'll never play music again.
She's a hypnotist collector; you are a walking antique.
Bob has never written a bad song. Bob Dylan is a genius.
On the stone that remains carved next to his name, his epitaph plain, only a pawn in their game.
You learn from a conglomeration of the incredible past - whatever experience gotten in any way whatsoever.
Wasn't making any great connection Wasn't falling for any intricate scheme Nothing that would pass inspection Just thinking of a series of dreams
"America was founded on the backs of slaves."
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