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.
TOM WAITSMost people don’t care if you’re telling them the truth or if you’re telling them a lie, as long as they’re entertained by it.
More Tom Waits Quotes
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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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All that you’ve loved is all you own.
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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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I always had a great appreciation for jazz, but I’m a very pedestrian musician. I get by. I like to think that my main instrument is vocabulary.
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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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I’ll tell you all my secrets but I lie about my past.
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If you get far enough away you’ll be on your way back home.
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I don’t go to church on Sunday, don’t get on my knees to pray, or memorize the books of the Bible, I got my own special way
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If I exorcise my devils, all my angels may go, too.
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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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Well, it’s either kiss me or kill me, that’s how I see it.
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A mental midget with the IQ of a fence post.
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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.
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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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The ocean doesn’t want me today, But I’ll come back tomorrow to play. The riptide is waging And the life guard’s away But the ocean doesn’t want me today.
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