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.
TOM WAITSI’m the type of guy who’d sell you a rat’s asshole for a wedding ring.
More Tom Waits Quotes
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When your down on your luck and you’ve lost all your dreams theres nothing like a campfire and a can of beans.
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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.
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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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I have an audio stigmatism whereby I hear things wrong – I have audio illusions.
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I like Thelonious Monk, he’s so gnarled, he’s like a piece of machinery that’s pulled up the bolts on the floor and gone off on its own.
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The way you do anything is the way you do everything.
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When I was younger, I wanted to be older. Now I am older, I am not quite so sure.
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I’d rather have a free bottle in front of me than a prefrontal lobotomy.
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Never have your wallet with you onstage. It’s bad luck. You shouldn’t play the piano with money in your pocket. Play like you need the money.
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Songs are really just very interesting things to be doing with the air.
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You can learn a lot about a woman by getting smashed with her.
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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 dunno when I started writing really. I was, like, filling out applications and stuff real early. Last name first, first name last, sex. ‘occasionally’ , stuff like that. Then I was writing letters, filling out forms, writing on bathroom walls.
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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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The dog won’t bite if you beat Him with a bone.
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