1,300 Quotes by Bob Dylan

Shakespeare, he's in the alley with his pointed shoes and his bells, speaking to some French girl who says she knows me well.

Well, it's hard to stumble And land in some muddy lagoon When it's nine below zero And three o'clock in the afternoon.

So now I'm going back again I got to get her somehow All the people we used to know They're an illusion to me now Some are mathematicians Some are carpenter's wives Don't know how it all got started I don't what they're doing with their lives But me I'm still on the road Heading for another joint We always did feel the same We just saw it from a different point of view Tangled up in Blue.

God bless them pretty women, I wish they was mine, Their breath is as sweet, The dew on the vine.

She took off her wheel, took off her bell, took off her wig, said, how do I smell? I hot footed it barenaked out the window.

Well, I try my best to be just like I am, But everybody wants you to be just like them, They sing while you slave and I just get bored

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He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich.

A poem is a naked person.