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.

May your heart always be joyful. May your song always be sung.

Don't wanna marry nobody, if they're already married.

He not busy being born is busy dying.

I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'. When she said, hey man, you crazy or somethin'?

For them that must obey authority/That they do not respect in any degree/Who despise their jobs, their destinies/Speak jealously of them that are free

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)