1,300 Quotes by Bob Dylan

You're basically putting it out through a corporation regardless . . . How you get it out is really immaterial.

Everyone of them words rang true and glowed like burning coal, pouring off every page like it was written in my soul from me to you.

The good Samaritan, he's getting dressed, he's getting ready for the show. He's going to the carnival tonight on Desolation Row.

Although the masters make the rules for the wise men and the fools got nothing, Ma, to live up to.

Jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule.

There's beauty in the silver singing river, There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky, But none of these and nothing else can match the beauty, That I remember in my true love's eyes

Obscenity, who really cares. Propaganda, all is phony.

It was relatively simple. Bob put himself in my hands. He just turned up - just his words on paper - no instruments, no musicians, no preconceptions. He just turned up on the doorstep and I built the studio. It's what I call a kitchen studio, so we played in the kitchen. I knew it would suit Bob because I knew Bob didn't have a lot of time for the studio. He didn't want people standing around scratching their heads, banging pianos or whatever. I sat down next to him, put a guitar in his hand and off we went.

In this age of fiberglass, I'm searching for a gem.