I’m trying to get music ideas that come and keep them alive. It’s like carrying water in your hands. I want to keep it all, and sometimes by the time you get to the studio you have nothing.
TOM WAITSDon’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.
More Tom Waits Quotes
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I’m not fighting for justice. I am not fighting for freedom. I am fighting for my life and another day in the world here.
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Slept all night in the cedar grove, I was born to ramble, born to rove, some men are searchin’ for the holy grail, but there ain’t nothin’ sweeter than ridin’ the rails.
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I’d rather have a free bottle in front of me than a prefrontal lobotomy.
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All the donuts have names that sound like prostitutes
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I do some acting. And there’s a difference between “I do some acting” and “I’m an actor.”
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The trick is to have a career and have a family. It’s like having two dogs that hate each other and you have to take them for a walk every night.
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Most of the people I admire, they usually smell funny and don’t get out much. It’s true. Most of them are either dead or not feeling well.
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it ain’t no sin, to take off your skin and dance around in your bones
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The world is a hellish place, and bad writing is destroying the quality of our suffering.
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Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends.
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And the earth died screaming, while I lay dreaming.
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Don’t look back, because someone might be gaining on you.
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Arithmetic arithmetock Turn the hands back on the clock How does the ocean rock the boat? How did the razor find my throat? The only strings that hold me here Are tangled up around the pier.
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Bill Hicks – blowtorch, excavator, truthsayer, and brain specialist. He will correct your vision. Others will drive on the road he built.
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We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness.
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