Break windows, smoke cigars, and stay up late. Tell ’em to do that, they’ll find a little pot of gold.
TOM WAITSBreak windows, smoke cigars, and stay up late. Tell ’em to do that, they’ll find a little pot of gold.
TOM WAITSI have an audio stigmatism whereby I hear things wrong – I have audio illusions.
TOM WAITSI made a wish on a sliver of moonlight A sly grin and a bowl full of stars.
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.
TOM WAITSSing me a rainbow. Steal me a dream.
TOM WAITSI 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.
TOM WAITSI don’t have a drinking problem ‘Cept when I can’t get a drink.
TOM WAITSI do some acting. And there’s a difference between “I do some acting” and “I’m an actor.”
TOM WAITSThe piano has been drinking, not me.
TOM WAITSThe devil knows the Bible like the back of his hand.
TOM WAITSThere’s nothing that makes me laugh more than being in the situation where you’re not supposed to laugh. Funerals. People crying. Breaking down. Telling you their life. I’m the worst. I’m the worst at that.
TOM WAITSTheir 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 WAITSThe big print giveth and the small print taketh away.
TOM WAITSI was always laughing in church.
TOM WAITSCome down off the cross, we could use the wood.
TOM WAITSYou have to keep busy. After all, no dog’s ever pissed on a moving car.
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