When you’re writing‚ you’re conjuring. It’s a ritual‚ and you need to be brave and respectful and sometimes get out of the way of whatever it is that you’re inviting into the room.
TOM WAITSBreak windows, smoke cigars, and stay up late. Tell ’em to do that, they’ll find a little pot of gold.
More Tom Waits Quotes
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I never told the truth so i can never tell a lie.
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And the earth died screaming, while I lay dreaming.
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I like turning on two radios at once. I like hearing things wrong. I get a lot of ideas by mishearing things.
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I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things.
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But it’s so hard to dance that way when it’s cold and there’s no music.
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Break windows, smoke cigars, and stay up late. Tell ’em to do that, they’ll find a little pot of gold.
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Don’t plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it, you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me – choke those little bad days. Choke ’em down to nothing.
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The blues is like a planet. It’s an enormous topic. You can’t ignore the impact that it has had and continues to have on the whole musical culture. It’s a tree that everyone is swinging from. Without it, I don’t know where I would be. It’s indelible and indispensable.
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If there’s one thing you can say about mankind, there’s nothing kind about man.
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I don’t like the stigma that comes with being called a poet. So I call what I’m doing an improvisational adventure or an inebriational travelogue.
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You’re innocent when you dream.
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Children make up the best songs, anyway. Better than grown-ups. Kids are always working on songs and throwing them away, like little origami things or paper airplanes. They don’t care if they lose it; they’ll just make another one.
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It’s rather mystifying when you think about writing songs – where they come from, and how they’re born.
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Their memory’s like a train: you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away And the things you can’t remember Tell the things you can’t forget that History puts a saint in every dream.
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Well I got a bad liver and broken heart, yeah, I drunk me a river since you tore me apart.
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