Quotes from Bob Dylan

I was born very far from where I'm supposed to be so I'm on my way home.

I didn't have any of these dreams or thoughts, but I was going to acquire them.

And songs, to me, were more important than just light entertainment. They were my preceptor and guide into some altered consciousness of reality, some different republic, some liberated republic.

Yet there's no one to beat you | No one t' defeat you | 'Cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad

But it grieves my heart, love, To see you tryin' to be a part of A world that just don't exist. It's all just a dream, babe, A vacuum, a scheme, babe, That sucks you into feelin' like this. I can see that your head Has been twisted and fed By worthless foam from the mouth. I can tell you are torn Between stayin' and returnin' On back to the South. From To Ramona

I could be unraveling wherever I'm traveling, even to foreign shores.

An' though the rules of the road have been lodged, It's only people's games that you got to dodge. From It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)

I think of a hero as someone who understands the degree of responsibility that comes with his [and her] freedom.

The little room was filled with American records and a phonograph. Izzy would let me stay back there and listen to them. I listened to as many as I could, even thumbed through a lot of his antediluvian folk scrolls. The madly complicated modern world was something I took little interest in. It had no relevancy, no weight. I wasn't seduced by it.

Dostoevsky, too, had lived a dismal and hard life. The czar sent him to a prison camp in Siberia in 1849. Dostoevsky was accused of writing socialist propaganda. He was eventually pardoned and wrote stories to ward off his creditors. Just like in the early '70s I wrote albums to ward off mine.

Todays the day gonna grab my trombone and blow Thunder on the Mountain

I've got to know that I'm singing something with truth to it. My songs are different than anybody else's songs. Other artists can get by on their voices and their style, but my songs speak volumes, and all I have to to is lay them down correctly, lyrically, and they'll do what they need to do.

I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.

When you ain't got nothin', you got nothin' to lose.

reality has too many heads

At the final end you won the war after losing every battle.

Life is sad, life is a bust, all you can do is do what you must. You do what you must do, and you do it well.

I wasn't going to go deeper into the darkness for anybody. I was already living in the darkness. My family was my light and I was going to protect that light at all cost. That was where my dedication was, first, last and everything in-between. What did I owe the rest of the world? Nothing. Not a damn thing.

the housewife is not here. she is running for congress

Sometimes people ask songwriters what a song means, not realizing if they had more words to explain it they would've used them in the song.

To understand you know too soon There is no sense in trying

How long can I listen to the lies of prejudice? How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness? Can I cast it aside, all this loyalty and this pride? Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease, until He returns?

The sun isn't yellow, it's chicken

If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise Remind me to show you the scars