God is in heaven, and we all want what's his. But power and greed and corruptible seed seem to be all that there is.

Whatever colors you have in your mind, I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine.

I play these [folk acoustic] concerts and I ask myself, 'Would you come see me tonight?' - and I'd have to answer truthfully, 'No, I wouldn't come. I'd rather be doin' something else, really I would. That something else is rock... The words are pictures, and the rock's gonna help me flesh out the colors of the pictures. (1965)

There's no black and white, left and right to me anymore; there's only up and down and down is very close to the ground. And I'm trying to go up without thinking about anything trivial such as politics. They have got nothing to do with it. I'm thinking about the general people and when they get hurt.

I like America, just as everybody else does. I love America, I gotta say that. But America will be judged.

Who am I helping, what am I breaking, what am I giving, what am I taking?

Obscenity, who really cares. Propaganda, all is phony.