You're going to die. You're going to be dead. It could be 20 years, it could be tomorrow, anytime. So am I.… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
“Oh you five and ten cent women With nothin' in your heads I got a real gal I'm lovin' And Lord I'll… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
“Yes, I received your letter yesterday (About the time the doorknob broke) When you asked how I was doing Was that some… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Maybe in the 90s or possibly in the next century people will look upon the 80s as the age of masturbation, when… — 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
