Too Much Of Nothing Can Turn A

In The Meantime [1965-67], [bob] Dylan Was Again Writing Some Of The Best Love Songs In The Genre, Like "visions Of Johanna," "just Like A Woman," And "sad-eyed Lady Of The Lowlands."

He Swift Don't Win The Race. It Goes To The Worthy, Who Can Divide The Word Of Truth.

Every Writer At The New Yorker Is Smarter Than Me.

They Say Everything Can Be Replaced, Yet Every Distance Is Not Near. So I Remember Every Face Of Every Man Who Put Me Here. I See My Light Come Shining From The West Unto The East. Any Day Now, Any Day Now, I Shall Be Released.

I Really Didn't Consider Myself Happy Or Unhappy.