Along with some of the worst music of Bob Dylan's career ("Self-Portrait," 1970), this period produced some gems - including many songs recorded with The Band in '67 but not released until years later.

I stopped smoking. When I stopped smoking, my voice changed... so drastically, I couldn't believe it myself.

I'm sick of giving creeps money off my soul.

I always thought the best kind of sunglasses are the motorcycle helmets with the black plastic masks on them. That way, nobody can recognize the back of your head either.

Some are masters of illusions, some are ministers of trade, all under the same delusion, all their beds unmade.

I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes. You'd know what a drag it is to see you.

Too much information about nothing.