The rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame, preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain.
Bob DylanIf you want to know how to please a woman, just talk to a neuroscience major from Columbia.
Bob DylanThe ghosts race towards the light, you can almost hear the heavy breathing spirits, all determined to get somewhere. New Orleans, unlike a lot of places you go back to and that don't have the magic anymore, still has got it. Night can swallow you up, yet none of it touches you. You can't see it, but you know it's here. Somebody's always sinking.
Bob Dylan