I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know.

Masters Of The Bluff And Masters Of The Proposition, But The Enemy I See Wears A Cloak Of Decency.

Popular Music Had Never Had Lyrical Sophistication Of This Type [like Bob Dylan]; Wit, To Be Sure, But "darkness At The Break Of Noon/shadows Even The Silver Spoon/the Handmade Blade, The Child's Balloon/eclipses Both The Sun And Moon/to Understand You Know Too Soon/ There Is No Sense In Trying"? No.

It's Mighty Funny. The End Of Time Has Just Begun.

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)

..when I First Heard Elvis' Voice, I Knew That I Wasn't Going To Work For Anybody ... Hearing Him For The First Time Was Like Busting Out Of Jail