Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher, wiggle 'til you vomit fire. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Freedom just around the corner for you, but with the truth so far off, what good will it do? — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I've never gone for having a great voice, for cultivating one. I'm still not doing it now. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Nothing is better, nothing is best, take heed of this and get plenty of rest. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
You get older. You start having hopes for other people rather than yourself. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Love is all there is, it makes the world go around. Love and only love, it can't be denied. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Anything I can sing, I call a song. Anything I can't sing, I call a poem. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
After a while you earn that privacy is something you can sell, but you can't buy it back. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Somebody had to be Bob Dylan. I guess I was best equipped to do the job. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I make my stand and remain as I am, and bid farewell and not give a damn. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Every day your memory grows dimmer - it doesn't haunt me like it did before. — 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
