Bob Dylan Zitate

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„Ich akzeptiere das Chaos, ich bin mir aber nicht sicher, ob es mich akzeptiert.“

„Ein Mann ist erfolgreich, wenn er morgens aufsteht, abends ins Bett geht und dazwischen macht, was er möchte.“

„Kritisieren Sie nicht, was Sie nicht verstehen können.“

„Manchmal reicht es nicht aus zu wissen, was die Dinge bedeuten. Manchmal muss man wissen, was die Dinge nicht bedeuten.“

„Aber um außerhalb des Gesetzes zu leben, musst Du ehrlich sein.“

„Wenn du nichts hast, hast du nichts zu verlieren. Nun bist du unsichtbar, du hast keine Geheimnisse zu verbergen.“

„Spiel es verdammt laut!“

„Und ich werde auf dem Meer stehen, bis ich anfange zu sinken.“

„Ich habe mehr vergessen, als du jemals wissen wirst.“

“I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it.”

“God, I'm glad I'm not me.”

“You have to be let alone to really accomplish anything.”

“Reporter: How many people who labor in the same musical vineyard in which you toil - how many are protest singers? That is, people who use their music, and use the songs to protest the, uh, social state in which we live today: the matter of war, the matter of crime, or whatever it might be.
Bob Dylan: Um…how many?
Reporter: Yes. How many?
Bob Dylan: Uh, I think there's about, uh…136.
Reporter: You say about 136, or you mean exactly 136?
Bob Dylan: Uh, it's either 136 or 142.”

“You're an idiot, babe. It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.”

“The people in my songs are all me.”

“There's no success like failure, and failure's no success at all.”

“And you say, Oh my God, am I here all alone?”

“I hurt easy, I just don't show it, you can hurt someone and not even know it”

“Fools rush in where angels fear to tread, both of their futures so full of dread.”

“Pointed threats, they bluff with scorn
Suicide remarks are torn
From the fool's gold mouthpiece the hollow horn
Plays wasted words, proves to warn
That he not busy being born is busy dying”

“I can hear another drum beating for the dead that rise, whom Nature's beast fears as they come.”

“All that foreign oil controlling American soil. Look around you, it's just bound to make you embarrassed: sheiks walking around like kings, wearing fancy jewels and nose rings, deciding America's future from Amsterdam and to Paris.”

“All the money you made will never buy back your soul.”

“We live in a political world
Where mercy walks the plank,
Life is in mirrors, death disappears
Up the steps into the nearest bank.”

“There’s seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
Somewhere in the distance
There's seven new people born”

“Although the masters make the rules
For the wise men and the fools
I got nothing, Ma, to live up to”

“Capitalism is above the law; it's said it don't count 'less it sells.”

“Yes, and how many deaths will it take till he knows that too many people have died?”

“Sometimes you say things in songs even if there's a small chance of them being true. And sometimes you say things that have nothing to do with the truth of what you want to say and sometimes you say things that everyone knows to be true. Then again, at the same time, you're thinking that the only truth on earth is that there is no truth on it. Whatever you are saying, you're saying in a ricky-tick way. There's never time to reflect. You stitched and pressed and packed and drove, is what you did.”

“Well, God is in His heaven
And we all want what's his
But power and greed and corruptible seed
Seem to be all that there is
I'm gazing out the window
Of the St. James Hotel
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell”

“Opportunities may come along for you to convert something—something that exists into something that didn't yet.”

“I could hold you for a million years”

“And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden.”

“If your memory serves you well, I remember you're the one who called out me to call out them to get your business done.
And after every plan has failed, and there was nothing left to tell, well you knew that we shall meet again if your memory serves you well.”

“Fools glorify themselves, trying to manipulate Satan.”

“I might need a good lawyer, could be your funeral, my trial
Well, I cried for you, now it's your turn, you can cry awhile”

“The enemy I see wears a cloak of decency.”

“He's a pinboy. He also wears suspenders. He's a real person. You know him, but not by that name… I saw him come into the room one night and he looked like a camel. He proceeded to put his eyes in his pocket. I asked this guy who he was and he said, "That's Mr. Jones." Then I asked this cat, "Doesn't he do anything but put his eyes in his pocket?" And he told me, "He puts his nose on the ground."”