She speaks with a stutter and she and she walks with a hop. I don't know why I love her, but I… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Sometimes I'm thinkin' I'm Too high to fall Other times I'm thinkin' I'm So low I don't know If I can come… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I'm not going to read any of these magazines. I mean, because they've just got too much to lose by printing the… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
You know, the streets are filled with vipers Who've lost all ray of hope You know, it ain't even safe no more… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
You say you've lost your faith But that's not where it's at You have no faith to lose and you know it — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
People think they know me from my songs. But my repertoire of songs is so wide-ranging that you'd have to be a… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Having hits buries a singer in the past. A lot of singers hide in the past because it's safer back there. If… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The truth is far from you, so you know you got to lie. Then you're all the time defending what you can… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The purpose of music is to elevate the spirit and inspire. Not to help push some product down your throat. It puts… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The best songs are the songs you write that you don't know anything about. They're an escape. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I don't know if I call myself a poet or not. I would like to, but I'm not really qualified to make… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
There's not even room enough to be anywhere/It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.../I was born here and I'll die here… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
It's always disappointing when people decide for one reason or another that they don't like your work anymore, but you can't try… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
You have to know that you're the best whether anybody else tells you that or not. And that you'll be around, in… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I had ambitions to set out and find, like an odyssey or going home somewhere, set out to find this home that… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The ghosts race towards the light, you can almost hear the heavy breathing spirits, all determined to get somewhere. New Orleans, unlike… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Every singer has three or four or five techniques, and you can force them together in different combinations. Some of the techniques… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I can picture the color of the song, or the shape of it, or who it is that I'm trying to appeal… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Well, my daddy, he didn't leave me much, you know he was a very simple man, but what he did tell me… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
It pays to know who your friends are but it also pays to know you ain't got any friends. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I accept chaos. I am not sure whether it accepts me. I know some people are terrified of the bomb. But then… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Everybody knows by now that there's a gazillion books on me either out or coming out in the near future. So I'm… — 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
