A fist in the face is all you deserve from love you've misplaced.

Time to go inward, man, I hope I have the nerve, to take inventory of the causes that I serve.

Time to go inward would you believe that I'm afraid to stare down the barrel of choices I have made.

It’s hard to kiss the lips at night that chew your ass out all day long...

The poetry of country music will survive.

When I was 12 years old, or however old I was when Bringing It All Back Home came out, I'd just skip back and forth endlessly between 'Subterranean Homesick Blues' and 'It's Alright, Ma' and 'Mr. Tambourine Man,' and now my Bob Dylan roots are showing big time.

Pain comes like the weather, but joy is a choice.