They can't hurt me. Sure, they can crush you and kill you. They can lay you out on 42nd and Broadway and put hoses on you and flush you in the sewers and put you on the subway and carry you out to Coney island and bury you on the Ferris wheel. But I refuse to sit here and worry about dying.
Bob DylanI just don't hear anyone else making the music I'm making in my head, so I'll have to do it myself.
Bob DylanIn harmony with cosmic sea, true love needs no company. It can cure the soul, it can make it whole, if dogs run free.
Bob Dylan