Nothing is better, nothing is best, take heed of this and get plenty of rest.

I play these [folk acoustic] concerts and I ask myself, 'Would you come see me tonight?' - and I'd have to answer truthfully, 'No, I wouldn't come. I'd rather be doin' something else, really I would. That something else is rock... The words are pictures, and the rock's gonna help me flesh out the colors of the pictures. (1965)

The woman I love she got a prize fighter nose, cauliflower ears and a run in her hose.

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you.

I just try to understand that tomorrow is another day.

Although the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools, I've got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

The confessional singer-songwriter movement of the 1970s was in full swing, and Bob Dylan's emotional album [ Blood on the Tracks] resonated with the times. There would be other hits, but never the same alchemy of emotion and time.