Just in time for Bob Dylan to recoil from the attention, leave the city for Woodstock, and turn his back on fame.

Look out your window, and I'll be gone. You're the reason I'm a-traveling on.

A poem is a naked person.

You don't count the dead, when god's on your side.

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.

The government's not going to create jobs. It doesn't have to. People have to create jobs.

The "joker" here ["All Along the Watchtower" ] is the older [Bob] Dylan himself, whining about exploitation, and the thief's rejoinder re-contextualizes the earlier critique into the religious frames that would become more prominent as time went on.