The land created me. I'm wild and lonesome. Even as I travel the cities, I'm more at home in the vacant lots.

Patriotism is the last refuge to which a scoundrel clings.

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?

Ironically, this was Bob Dylan's period [1967-74] of greatest fame.

Everybody knows by now that there's a gazillion books on me either out or coming out in the near future. So I'm encouraging anybody who's ever met me, heard me or even seen me, to get in on the action and scribble their own book. You never know, somebody might have a great book in them.

Creativity has a lot to do with the main idea. Inspiration is what comes when you are dealing with the idea. But inspiration won't invite what's not there to begin with.

Ah, current music. What would that be? Ah, really, a lot of it sounds defective to me. It makes me restless.