How many roads must a man walk down.. Before you can call him a Man.

"Like a Rolling Stone" [of Bob Dylan] is a kiss-off song like none before or since.

I bargained for salvation and they gave me a lethal dose.

I can't see my reflection in the waters, I can't speak the sounds that show no pain. I can't hear the echo of my footsteps, or can't remember the sound of my own name.

When you asked me how I was doing, was that some kind of joke

Every day your memory grows dimmer - it doesn't haunt me like it did before.

I said, you know they refused Jesus, too. He said, you're not him.