93 Quotes by Robert Hunter

One man gathers what another man spills.

But I would rather be with you, somewhere in San Francisco on a back porch in July, just looking up to Heaven, at this crescent in the sky.

Let my inspiration flow, in token lines suggesting rhythm, that will not forsake me, till my tale is told and done.

Sometimes we live no particular way but our own.

When I was just a little young boy, Papa said Son, you’ll never get far, I’ll tell you the reason if you want to know, ’cause child of mine, there isn’t really very far to go.

I won’t slave for beggar’s pay, likewise gold and jewels, but I would slave to learn the way, to sink your ship of fools.

Outside major darkness where the circle is complete there’s no fear that lovers born will ever fail to meet.

But never give your love, my friend, Unto a foolish heart.

Such a long, long time to be gone and a short time to be there.