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

People do whatever they want to do, y'know.

Never make it perfect.

Dealing with my own life takes priority over other people dealing with my life.

Everyone of them words rang true and glowed like burning coal, pouring off every page like it was written in my soul from me to you.

They're selling postcards of the hanging.

I think a poet is anybody who wouldn't call himself a poet.