“I build only living stones–men.”

One falls to the ground in trying to sit on two stools.

It is said, proverbially, that happy is the doctor who is called in when the disease is on its way out.

Science without conscience is the soul’s perdition.

I won’t undertake war until I have tried all the arts and means of peace.

The belly has no ears nor is it to be filled with fair words.

There is nothing holy nor sacred to those who have abandoned God and reason in order to follow their perverse desires.

Friends, you will notice that in this world there are many more ballocks than men. Remember this.

It’s a shame to be called “educated” those who do not study the ancient Greek writers.

Indeed, said the monk, a mass, a matins, and vespers well rung are half-said.

Keep running after a dog and he will never bite you.

How do you know antiquity was foolish? How do you know the present is wise? Who made it foolish? Who made it wise?

No clock is more regular than the belly.

Against fortune the carter cracks his whip in vain.

Appetite comes with eating.

Gestures, in love, are incomparably more attractive, effective and valuable than words.

From the gut comes the strut, and where hunger reigns, strength abstains.

There’s no hall of fame for that working class hero, no statue carved out of stone. And his greatest reward is the love of a woman and his children.

Cloisters, ancient libraries … I was confusing learning with the smell of cold stone.

An abstract style is always bad. Your sentences should be full of stones, metals, chairs, tables, animals, men, and women.

At the end of the playback of the take of “Like A Rolling Stone”, or actually during the thing.

The very funny thing about “Like A Rolling Stone” is it was a six minute song, there was no music to read from. And there I was playing this unfamiliar instrument.

I think it was Columbia politics, Columbia Records politics that, that, Tom Wilson left [Bob Dylan] after “Like A Rolling Stone”.

The [Bob] Dylan sessions were very disorganized, to say the least. I mean, the “Like A Rolling Stone” session I was invited by the producer to watch.

Nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone.