Any Real Bob Dylan Fan Would Sleep

You Shouldn't Let Other People Get Your Kicks For You.

I'm Mortified To Be On The Stage, But Then Again, It's The Only Place Where I'm Happy.

I'd Been Going Though His Trash. He Knocked Me Down. I Was Glad To See Him, Even Though He Was Banging My Head Against The Sidewalk. Afterwards These Bums Come Over And Say, 'did He Get Much Money?' I Say, 'money'? That Was Bob Dylan.

I Hate Myself For Loving You And The Weakness That It Showed. You Were Just A Painted Face On A Trip Down To Suicide Road.

Bob Dylan Was Again An Entirely New Person - This Time Old, Craggy, Cynical, And World-weary, As In "not Dark Yet".