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.
TOM WAITSI like turning on two radios at once. I like hearing things wrong. I get a lot of ideas by mishearing things.
More Tom Waits Quotes
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Most of the things you absorb you will ultimately secrete.
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On my gravestone, I want it to say, “I told you I was sick.”
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I admit that I ain’t no angel, I admit that I ain’t no saint – I’m selfish and I’m cruel and I’m blind. If I exorcise my devils, well my angels may leave too. When they leave they’re so hard to find.
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I’d rather have a free bottle in front of me than a prefrontal lobotomy.
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The earth is not my home, I’m just passing by.
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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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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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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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it ain’t no sin, to take off your skin and dance around in your bones
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The big print giveth and the small print taketh away.
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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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You have to keep busy. After all, no dog’s ever pissed on a moving car.
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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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Did the devil make the world while God was sleeping?
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