Fortune or fame, you must pick one or the other, though neither of them are to be what they claim. — 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
As he weeps to wicked birds of prey, who pick up on his bread crumb sins, and there are no sins inside… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
As I stepped to the stage to pick up my degree, and the locusts sang off in the distance. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
You say you're looking for someone who'll pick you up each time you fall, to gather flowers constantly and to come each… — 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
