My best songs were written very quickly. Just about as much time as it takes to write it down is about as… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
We're constantly being bombarded by insulting and humiliating music, which people are making for you the way they make those Wonder Bread… — 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
I practice a faith that's been long abandoned Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Once I can focus in on something, I just play it in my mind until an idea comes from out of nowhere,… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I march in the parade of liberty But as long as I love you I’m not free How long must I suffer… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
It goes back to the destiny thing.I made a bargain with it, you know, a long time ago. And I'm holding up… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
To preach of peace and brotherhood, oh what might be the cost? A man he did it long ago, and they hung… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Mama, put my guns in the ground, I can't shoot them anymore. That long black cloud is coming down. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I don't have the kinds of relationships that are built on any kind of false pretense, not to say that I haven't.… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The first thing you notice about New Orleans are the burying grounds - the cemeteries - and they're a cold proposition, one… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Done laid around, done stayed around This old town too long And it seems like I've got to travel on — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Everything in New Orleans is a good idea. Bijou temple-type cottages and lyric cathedrals side by side. Houses and mansions, structures of… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
As long as you give my friend Jonah Lehrer a free pizza, I'll write a song about your restaurant. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
An artist has got to be careful never really to arrive at a place where he thinks he's AT somewhere. You always… — 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
