"Like a Rolling Stone" [of Bob Dylan] is a kiss-off song like none before or since.

Freedom just around the corner for you, but with the truth so far off, what good will it do?

I had ambitions to set out and find, like an odyssey or going home somewhere, set out to find this home that I'd left a while back and couldn't remember exactly where it was, but I was on my way there. And encountering what I encountered on the way was how I envisioned it all. I didn't really have any ambition at all. I was born very far from where I'm supposed to be, and so, I'm on my way home, you know?

When the jelly faced women all sneeze, hear the one with the mustache say I can't find my knees.

Despite everybody who has been born and has died, the world has just gone on. I mean, look at Napoleon -but we went right on. Look at Harpo Marx -the world went around, it didn't stop for a second. It's sad but true. John Kennedy, right?

My love ,she speaks like silence, without ideals or violence. She doesn't have to say she's faithful, yet she's true.

When you've got nothing, you've got nothing to loose.