[Bob] Dylan's broken-heart songs are so much better. Like "Simple Twist of Fate".

He not busy being born is busy dying.

Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.

"Tangled Up in Blue," shifts perspective several times during the song to tell a "tangled" version of [Bob] Dylan's marriage and dissolution.

I was lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere, I was lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair. I looked way up my chimney hole, I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl.

You don't necessarily have to write to be a poet. Some people work in gas stations and they're poets. I don't call myself a poet, because I don't like the word. I'm a trapeze artist.

Ain't no use jiving, ain't no use joking, everything is broken.