You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing.

If I wasn't Bob Dylan, I'd probably think that Bob Dylan has a lot of answers myself.

Sometimes it's not enough to know what things mean, sometimes you have to know what things don't mean.

You can't be happy by doing something groovy.

The times are a-changing and if we don't we will sink like a stone.

With your silhouette when the sunlight dims Into your eyes where the moonlight swims, And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns, Who among them would try to impress you? -Bob Dylan, "Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands” (1966)

I just don't hear anyone else making the music I'm making in my head, so I'll have to do it myself.