Don’t plant your days they turn into weeds.
TOM WAITSNew York forces you to be in endless surreal situations.
More Tom Waits Quotes
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I’m just trying to make a buck like everyone else.
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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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Mostly I straddle reality and the imagination. My reality needs imagination like a bulb needs a socket. My imagination needs reality like a blind man needs a cane.
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I think all songs should have weather in them. Names of towns and streets, and they should have a couple of sailors. I think those are just song prerequisites.
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We have a deficit of wonder right now.
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I can’t listen to so much music at the same time. I think you really have to have a diet. You’re just processing too much, there’s no place to put it. If you go a long time without hearing music, then you hear music that nobody else hears.
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I don’t like hearing Beatles songs in commercials. It almost renders them useless. I think, ‘Oh God, another one bites the dust.’
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I’m the type of guy who’d sell you a rat’s asshole for a wedding ring.
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If there’s one thing you can say about mankind, there’s nothing kind about man.
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Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends.
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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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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’ll tell you all my secrets but I lie about my past.
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If people are a little nervous about approaching you at the market, it’s good. I’m not Chuckles The Clown. Or Bozo. I don’t cut the ribbon at the opening of markets. I don’t stand next to the mayor. Hit your baseball into my yard, and you’ll never see it again.
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The world is a hellish place, and bad writing is destroying the quality of our suffering.
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