Bob Dylan wasn't a big star early on; it was the release of his Greatest Hits album in 1967, and the mainstream success of the stoner anthem "Rainy Day Women #12 & 35" ("Everybody must get stoned!"), that really put him on the mainstream map.

She's a hypnotist collector; you are a walking antique.

You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.

It frightens me, the awful truth, of how sweet life can be.

How many roads must a developer walk down, before they accept the amenities package?

Stay free of petty jealousies, live by no man's code, and hold your judgment for yourself, lest you wind up on this road.

Walkin' through the leaves fallin' from the trees, Feelin' like a stranger nobody sees.