What a miracle, that all we have to do to be beautifully loving creatures is just relax and allow.

In late [Bob] Dylan, music is the key to immortality, even though the summer days are long gone.

[Bob] Dylan is a contemporary Don Quixote, at once besotted by the promise of America and yet also undermining it.

The Buddha’s dharma didn’t teach peace and relaxation; it taught awakening—often rude awakening.

While [Bob] Dylan's folk fans thought he was selling out [in 1965-67], actually Dylan was lodging a stronger, deeper critique of American hypocrisy.

In honor of his new Nobel, this hard-core Dylanophile wants to share with you a song or two from each of his many incarnations. Because you deserve to know.

What a miracle, that all we have to do to be beautifully loving creatures is just relax and allow.