Hear this Robert Zimmerman, I wrote a song for you, about a strange young man called Dylan with a voice like sand and glue.

Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth.

I don't like people probing into my life, so I reveal as little as possible or lie about it as much as need be so as to give them something to write about.

Some people are marching together and some on their own. Others are running, the smaller ones crawl. But some sit in silence.

I really wanted to do, more than anything else, up until I was around 16, 17, was write musicals.

I'm well past the age where I'm acceptable. You get to a certain age and you are forbidden access. You're not going to get the kind of coverage that you would like in music magazines, you're not going to get played on radio and you're not going to get played on television. I have to survive on word of mouth.

I think the first song I ever wrote ... was called "Can't Help Thinking About Me." That's an illuminating little piece, isn't it?