In late [Bob] Dylan, music is the key to immortality, even though the summer days are long gone.

The Buddha’s dharma didn’t teach peace and relaxation; it taught awakening—often rude awakening.

All relaxation does is allow the truth to be felt. The mind is cleared, like a dirty window wiped clean, and the magnitude of what we might ordinarily take for granted inspires tears.

There’s no path to liberation that doesn’t pass through the shadow.

What a miracle, that all we have to do to be beautifully loving creatures is just relax and allow.

At the last stages of the journey, there’s no journey at all.

[Bob] Dylan is a contemporary Don Quixote, at once besotted by the promise of America and yet also undermining it.

In the meantime [1963-65], [Bob] Dylan was writing some of the best love songs in the genre, like "Girl From the North Country," "Don't Think Twice, It's Alright," and "It Ain't Me, Babe."

Folk music had long been political but [Bob] Dylan's poetry took it to a new level.

In honor of his new Nobel, this hard-core Dylanophile wants to share with you a song or two from each of his many incarnations. Because you deserve to know.

More of the symbols are stock (does [Bob] Dylan really have hogs lying out in the mud somewhere? I doubt it), but that's the point.

Solitude is a gift you give yourself every day.

If your thoughts, feelings and actions are not in harmony of what you desire, you won't materialize it.

My parents had three kids right after the Second World War, and we were all sort of sickly. Then I had a fourth sibling, with very serious asthma. The medical bills... So my parents always struggled.

When among the graves of thy fellows, walk with circumspection; thine own is open at thy feet.

I have legendary massive breakfasts at hotels. I don't hold back. I'll get there at 7A.M. and I'll be the last out at 11 A.M., having gone up and down the buffet seven times.

The technology of the time dictated the way things looked.

I do not know of any environmental group in any country that does not view its government as an adversary.

We can hold to the iron rod even if others slip away and a few end up mocking us from "the great and spacious building."

Those who attain any excellence, commonly spend life in one pursuit; for excellence is not often gained upon easier terms.

A slave has but one master. An ambition man, has as many as there are people who helped him get his fortune.