Don't Criticize What You Can't Understand.

Whatever That ["transfiguration" By Bob Dylan] Means, It's True That The Poetic Brilliance Of The Early Career Would Never Really Reappear.

Truth Is Like A Waterslide-only Fun When It's Slippery And Wet.

You Better Start Swimming, Or You'll Sink Like A Stone. Because The Time's They Are A-changing.

I Have Dined With Kings, I've Been Offered Wings. And I've Never Been Too Impressed.

Night Can Swallow You Up, Yet None Of It Touches You. Around Any Corner, There's A Promise Of Something Daring And Ideal And Things Are Just Getting Going. There's Something Obscenely Joyful Behind Every Door, Either That Or Somebody Crying With Their Head In In Their Hands. A Lazy Rhythm Looms In The Dreamy Air And The Atmosphere Pulsates With Bygone Duels, Past-life Romance, Comrades Requesting Comrades To Aid Them In Some Way. You Can't See It, But You Know It's There