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why be bothered with other people's set-ups? it only leads to torture.
— Bob Dylan

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why be bothered with other people's set-ups? it only leads to torture.
— Bob Dylan

Yes 'n' how many years can some people exist before they're allowed to be free? Yes. 'n' how many times can a man turn his head pretending he just doesn't see? The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind.
— Bob Dylan

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How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man?
— Bob Dylan

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How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man?
— Bob Dylan

New York was a city where you could be frozen to death in the midst of a busy street and nobody would notice.
— Bob Dylan

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New York was a city where you could be frozen to death in the midst of a busy street and nobody would notice.
— Bob Dylan

I never took much, I never asked for your crutch, Now don't ask for mine.
— Bob Dylan

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I never took much, I never asked for your crutch, Now don't ask for mine.
— Bob Dylan

Opportunities may come along for you to convert something -something that exists into something that didn't yet. That might be the beginning of it. Sometimes you just want to do things your way, want to see for yourself what lies behind the misty curtain. It's not like you see songs approaching and invite them in. It's not that easy. You want to write songs that are bigger than life. You want to say something about strange things that have happened to you, strange things you have seen. You have to know and understand something and then go past the vernacular.
— Bob Dylan

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Beauty walks a razors edge, someday I'll make it mine.
— Bob Dylan

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Beauty walks a razors edge, someday I'll make it mine.
— Bob Dylan

Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift - look out out kid, they keep it all hid
— Bob Dylan

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Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift - look out out kid, they keep it all hid
— Bob Dylan

Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear his heart softly pounding Yes, and only if he was lying by me Would I lie in my bed once again.
— Bob Dylan

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Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear his heart softly pounding Yes, and only if he was lying by me Would I lie in my bed once again.
— Bob Dylan

No martyr is among ye now | Whom you can call your own | So go on your way accordingly | But know you’re not alone.
— Bob Dylan

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No martyr is among ye now | Whom you can call your own | So go on your way accordingly | But know you’re not alone.
— Bob Dylan