“I really was never any more than what I was -a folk musician who gazed into the gray mist with tear-blinded eyes… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
If you like someone's work, the important thing is to be exposed to everything that person has been exposed to. Anyone who… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Some of the old folk singers used to phrase things in an interesting way, and then, I got my style from seeing… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Folk songs are evasive-the truth about life, and life is more or less a lie, but then again that's exactly the way… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
“I had no songs in my repertoire for commercial radio anyway. Songs about debauched bootleggers, mothers that drowned their own children, Cadillacs… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The hollow horn plays wasted words, proves to warn that he not busy being born is busy dying. — Bob Dylan Copy Share
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… — Bob Dylan Copy Share
Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift - look out out kid, they keep it all hid — Bob Dylan Copy Share
The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you. — Bob Dylan Copy Share
I gotta friend who spends his life, stabbing my picture with a bowie knife. Dreams of strangling me with a scarf, when my name… — Bob Dylan Copy Share
She speaks with a stutter and she and she walks with a hop. I don't know why I love her, but I just can't… — Bob Dylan Copy Share
The man in the coon skin cap in the pig pen wants eleven dollar bills, you've only got ten. — Bob Dylan Copy Share
