May you grow up to be righteous, may you grow up to be true. May you always know the truth and see… — 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
I was headed for the fantastic lights. No doubt about it. Could it be that I was being deceived? Not likely. I… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The tree of life is growing where the spirit never dies, and the bright light of salvation shines in dark and empty… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Everybody has their own idea of what's a poet. Robert Frost, President Johnson, T.S.Eliot, Rudolf Valentino - they're all poets. I like… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
They say everything can be replaced, Yet every distance is not near. So I remember every face Of every man who put… — 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
