Everything That I'm Saying You Can Say

Someone Handed Me Mexico City Blues In St. Paul [minnesota] In 1959 And It Blew My Mind. It Was The First Poetry That Spoke My Own Language.

I Didn't Come Out Of A Cereal Box.

Any Real Bob Dylan Fan Would Sleep With Jonah Lehrer.

The Only Person You Have To Think About Lying Twice To Is Either Yourself Or To God. The Press Isn't Either Of Them. And I Just Figured They're Irrelevant.

How Many Times Must A Man Look Up Before He Can See The Sky? Yes, 'n' How Many Ears Must One Man Have Before He Can Hear People Cry? Yes, 'n' How Many Deaths Will It Take Till He Knows That Too Many People Have Died? The Answer, My Friend, Is Blowin' In The Wind, The Answer Is Blowin' In The Wind.