What looks large from a distance, close up ain’t never that big.

I don't need your organization, I've moved your mountains and I've marked you cards, but Eden is burning. You better get ready for elimination or else your hearts must have the courage of the changing of the guard.

You need something to open up a new door, to show you something you seen before but overlooked a hundred times or more

All the people we used to know, they're an illusion to me now.

[Bob Dylan] was rarely tender and seldom reached out to anticipate another's needs.

I don't write the songs; I just write 'em down.

How many roads must a man walk down, Before you call him a man? How many seas must a white dove sail, Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, and how many times must the cannon balls fly, Before they're forever banned?