When I think of mystery, I don't think about myself. I think of the universe, like why does … - Bob Dylan

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Making mistakes isn't enough to become great. You must also admit the mistake, and then learn how to turn that mistake into an advantage.

Bob Dylan

When I think of mystery, I don't think about myself. I think of the universe, like why does the moon rise when the sun falls? Caterpillars turn into butterflies? I really haven't remained a recluse.

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The dirt of gossip blows into my face and the dust rumors cover me. But if the arrow is straight and the point is slick, it can pierce through dust no matter how thick.

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You have to work out where your place is. And who you are. But we're all spirit. That's all we are, we're just walking dressed up in a suit of skin, and we're going to leave that behind.

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