America, I've given you all and now I'm nothing.

The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction.

I don't do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision.

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of the night.

The suffering itself is not so bad; it's the resentment against suffering that is the real pain.

Bob Dylan's one of the greatest blues singers of the western world; ancient art, on-the-spot improvisation, mind quickness, endless variation, classical formulae, prophetic vision, mighty wind-horse.

I smoke marijuana every chance I get.