I Have Always Believed That Fame Is

I Play These [folk Acoustic] Concerts And I Ask Myself, 'would You Come See Me Tonight?' - And I'd Have To Answer Truthfully, 'no, I Wouldn't Come. I'd Rather Be Doin' Something Else, Really I Would. That Something Else Is Rock... The Words Are Pictures, And The Rock's Gonna Help Me Flesh Out The Colors Of The Pictures. (1965)

You Know, The Streets Are Filled With Vipers Who've Lost All Ray Of Hope You Know, It Ain't Even Safe No More In The Palace Of The Pope

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.

[bob] Dylan Crashed His Motorcycle In 1967, And Almost Died. A Few Years Ago, He Referred To The Experience As A "transfiguration."

Without Freedom Of Speech, I Might Be In The Swamp