[In 1951] we were also told that the Russians could be parachuting from planes over our town at any time. These were the same Russians that my uncles had fought alongside only a few years earlier. Now they had become monsters who were coming to slit our throats and incinerate us. It seemed peculiar. Living under a cloud of fear like this robs a child of his spirit. It's one thing to be afraid when someone's holding a shotgun on you, but it's another thing to be afraid of something that's just not quite real.

Watch waterfalls of pity roar, you feel to moan but unlike before, you discover that you'd just be one more person crying.

Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition, but the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency.

Everything that I'm saying You can say it just as good

When you got nothing, you got nothin' to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

You have to look at every one of your songs and be able to identify with them in a meaningful way. You can hardly sing your songs unless you're in them. If you want to fake it, go ahead. Fake it if you want. But I'm not that kind of singer.

His [Bob Dylan] humour was dry and splendid.