Dylan Quotes

“I accept chaos, I'm not sure whether it accepts me.”
― Bob Dylan

“Life is more or less a lie, but then again, that's exactly the way we want it to be.”
― Bob Dylan

“I define nothing. Not beauty, not patriotism. I take each thing as it is, without prior rules about what it should be.”
― Bob Dylan

“And by the way, you clearly don't know me better than Fang does. Do you see Fang arguing with me? No, you do not.”
― James Patterson, Fang

“You can help each other, Max, said the unwelcome voice. You're perfect complements to each other.
"Shut up!" I hissed under my breath, and Dylan looked startled.
"I didn't say anything."
Gritting my teeth, I nodded. "No, I know. It's just-" I decided to take a risk and stare him down. "I hear voices, okay? If you're gonna be here, get used to it. Or else keep your distance.”
― James Patterson, Fang

“Yeah, you're sitting in a tree because you're fine. That's easy to see. I can't believe this is Maximum Ride, destroyer of despots, warrior hottie, leader of the flock! All you need now to make yourself more pathetic is a pint of Ben and Jerry's ice cream!”
― James Patterson, Angel

“Max:"So the first thing we're going to do," I told him, "is push you off the roof.”
― James Patterson

“What happens when I break one of your fuckin’ rules?”
― Simone Elkeles, Rules of Attraction

“Just between you and me and the lamppost, Dylan could easily be any girl's perfect other half. If I didn't already have a perfect other half, I might have been thrilled with the gift of my very own gorgeous mutant.”
― James Patterson, Fang

“And I'm not saying it's a bad song, you know, or anything like that. All I'm saying is that if you get, I don't know, a broom, say, and dip it in some brake fluid, put the other end up my arse, stick me on a trampoline in a moving lift, and I would write a better song on the walls. That's all I'm saying.”
― Dylan Moran

“they say every man needs protection, they say every man must fall.
yet I swear I see my reflection,some place high above this wall.....and someday I shall be released.”
― bob dylan

“I had no songs in my repertoire for commercial radio anyway. Songs about debauched bootleggers, mothers that drowned their own children, Cadillacs that only got five miles to the gallon, floods, union hall fires, darkness and cadavers at the bottom of rivers weren't for radiophiles. There was nothing easygoing about the folk songs I sang. They weren't friendly or ripe with mellowness. They didn't come gently to the shore. I guess you could say they weren't commercial.

Not only that, my style was too erratic and hard to pigeonhole for the radio, and songs, to me, were more important that just light entertainment. They were my preceptor and guide into some altered consciousness of reality, some different republic, some liberated republic. Greil Marcus, the music historian, would some thirty years later call it "the invisible republic."

Whatever the case, it wasn't that I was anti-popular culture or anything and I had no ambitions to stir things up. i just thought of popular culture as lame as hell and a big trick. It was like the unbroken sea of frost that lay outside the window and you had to have awkward footgear to walk on it.

I didn't know what age of history we were in nor what the truth of it was. Nobody bothered with that. If you told the truth, that was all well and good and if you told the un-truth, well, that's still well and good. Folk songs taught me that.”
― Bob Dylan, Chronicles, Volume One

“I'm proud of you, Bliss," he said.
"Michael's sword released the souls that were trapped in your blood. You freed them. You freed me."
"But now I'm never going to see you again, am I?" she asked.
Dylan smiled. "It's unlikely. But I never say never.'
"I wish you wouldn't go. I'll miss you so much," Bliss said.
"I'll miss you too."
Dylan put his hand up, and so did Bliss. But this time, instead of touching air, she felt his warm hand grasping her cold one. She looked at Allegra. Somehow, she knew her mother was making this happen. Dylan leaned down, and she could feel his lips, soft and inviting, gently kissing hers. Then Dylan was gone. But Bliss did not feel anguished. She felt at peace. Dylan was not broken and incomplete anymore. He was whole.”
― Melissa de la Cruz, The Van Alen Legacy

“I RAISED AN EYEBROW AT HIM, AND HE STUCK OUT HIS TONGUE AND CROSSED HIS EYES WHEN JOSH TURNED AWAY FROM US TO GET THE FLYERS. IT WAS SUCH A DORKY MOVE THAT I SHOULD HAVE FELT SORRY FOR HIM, BUT IT WAS GENUINELY...CUTE”
― James Patterson, Angel

“If you're looking to get silly, you better go back to from where you came. because the cops don't need you and man they expect the same.”
― Bob Dylan

“Dylan: "I'd stolen chocolate from there, back when I was into that kind of thing. Stealing, not chocolate... whatever.”
― Susan Bischoff, Heroes 'Til Curfew

“Dylan, while he is in the shower and he and Joss are only seperated by the curtain and his invisibility:

Dylan: "Maybe if you would come in here and scrub my back it would speed things up."

Joss: "I'm not invisible."

Dylan: "I know this.”
― Susan Bischoff, Heroes 'Til Curfew

“Dostoevsky, too, had lived a dismal and hard life. The czar sent him to a prison camp in Siberia in 1849. Dostoevsky was accused of writing socialist propaganda. He was eventually pardoned and wrote stories to ward off his creditors. Just like in the early '70s I wrote albums to ward off mine.”
― Bob Dylan, Chronicles, Volume One

“I'm not going to lie to you and say it gets easier, because it doesn't. It's just that you get used to it. The human animal has an amazing capacity to get used to almost anything.”
― Andrea Speed, Life After Death

“Packed up the Dylan and the Man Ray and the Joyce
I left a note that said well I guess I got no choice
Scuse me girl while I'm kicking it to the curb
Leaving with all I need but less than I deserve”
― Walter Becker

“Do not go gentle into that goodnight”
― Dylan Thomas

“There's no comfort I can give,
that will ease her pain,
and make her see that she's the
perfect storm”
― Kristan Billups, Broken Trouble

“You're my singularity," she said simply, watching as the confusion on his face slowly cleared, bit by bit, inch by inch, until he was staring at her like someone he saw for the first time, only to subconsciously realize that he'd already seen her, time and time and time again. "You're my 'here', you're my 'now', but you are also my 'infinite'. If I believed in reincarnation or alternate realities, then I know that every single version of me will love every single version of you, with very single fiber of all my beings. Because that's just who you are to me. I don't know why, I don't know how. You just are.”
― hepburnettes, Forget Me Not

“One spoon of Dylan makes a gallon of meanings.”
― David Mitchell, Utopia Avenue

“Tucker finally parked next to me. We joined Cooper who stared at a hawk flying over the woods.
“I’ve had my eye on you since the Devils came to town,” Cooper said, glancing at me. “Ignore the romantic vibe to that statement.”
Tucker snorted in amusement, but Cooper ignored him and continued, “The rest of the guys at the worksite hid when the Devils showed up. You decided to take on armed bikers with a fucking hammer. How you didn’t end up in the ground I’ll never know, but it made me think you have the kind of balls a man needs to run with guys like these two.”
Cooper opened the door where Vaughn and Judd stood in a one room cabin.”
― Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Bulldog

“You can't be a trailblazer without causing some chaos.”
― Andrea Speed, Life After Death

“The problem with life—with a lot of things—was randomness was responsible for so many things.”
― Andrea Speed, Freefall

“You are entirely too good for me,” I whisper. “Good,” he replies. “It was all the people who were too good for me who finally showed me what mattered.”
― Pippa Grant, Rich in Your Love

“But for the first time in my life, I wonder if maybe, just maybe, I deserve more. If it’s okay to want more. And she is definitely more. The good and the bad.”
― Pippa Grant, Rich in Your Love

“Dot, I would kiss you right now if I didn’t know your favorite lip gloss shade is my brother’s spunk.”
― L.J. Shen, Truly Madly Deeply