In this age of fiberglass, I'm searching for a gem.

I forgot more than you'll ever know.

You walk into the room like a camel and then put your eyes in your pockets and your nose on the ground.

I never could guess your weight, baby.

Get jailed, jump bail, join the Army if you fail.

In 1975,Bob Dylan was almost 10 years past his prime - and then he released the best album of his career, Blood on the Tracks. Written and recorded amid a painful divorce, Blood on the Tracks is proof that heartbreak makes great art - just as many of the albums that followed were the opposite.

Everybody has their own idea of what's a poet. Robert Frost, President Johnson, T.S.Eliot, Rudolf Valentino - they're all poets. I like to think of myself as the one who carries the light bulb.