Technology is mechanical and contrary to the emotions that inform a person's life. The country music field has especially been hit hard… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Ain't it hard when you discover that, he wasn't really where it's at, after he took from you everything he could steal.… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken, I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Old New York City is a friendly old town From Washington Heights to Harlem on down There's a-mighty many people all millin'… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
There are degrees of happiness. You go from one to the other and then back again. It's hard to be completely happy… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, with strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
How many times have you heard someone say If I had his money I'd do things my way Hmm, but little they… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
And it's a hard, It's a hard, It's a hard, It's a hard, It's a hard rain gonna fall. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
My guard stood hard when abstract threats, too noble to neglect, deceived me into thinking, I had something to protect. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Well, it's hard to stumble And land in some muddy lagoon When it's nine below zero And three o'clock in the afternoon. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
People think that singing and playing is easy. It's not. It's easy to strum along, but if you actually want to really… — 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 Image
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 Image
Little red wagon, little red bike, I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
