What did Tom Waits mean by: You can drive out nature with a pitch fork But it always comes roaring back again. - Tom Waits Singer-songwriter · USA Copy
+ All that you’ve loved is all you own Feraz Zeid, July 30, 2023December 12, 2023, Tom Waits, God, 0 - Tom Waits Singer-songwriter · USA
+ the earth is not my home, I’m just passing by Feraz Zeid, November 4, 2023December 26, 2023, Tom Waits, Earth, Home, 0 - Tom Waits Singer-songwriter · USA
+ Don’t plant your days they turn into weeds Feraz Zeid, October 16, 2023December 26, 2023, Tom Waits, Plant, Weed, 0 - Tom Waits Singer-songwriter · USA
+ I never told the truth so i can never tell a lie. Feraz Zeid, June 6, 2023December 12, 2023, Tom Waits, Lying, 0 - Tom Waits Singer-songwriter · USA
+ I started out with nothing and I still got most of it left. Feraz Zeid, July 14, 2023December 12, 2023, Tom Waits, Acceptance, Attachment, 0 - Tom Waits Singer-songwriter · USA
+ With families and music, you’re usually looking for something that can make you unique. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Tom Waits, Unique, 0 - Tom Waits Singer-songwriter · USA
+ It’s the same with men as with horses and dogs, nothing wants to die. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Tom Waits, Dog, Horse, 0 - Tom Waits Singer-songwriter · USA
+ Come down off the cross, we could use the wood. Feraz Zeid, September 12, 2023December 26, 2023, Tom Waits, Philosophy, Woods, 0 - Tom Waits Singer-songwriter · USA
Most things are predestined, but some are just darn sheer luck, said Roaring Abel. - Lucy Maud Montgomery Author · Canada
To be successful you can’t show up to the potluck with just a fork. - Dave Liniger Real estate agent/entrepreneur
Ideals are like tuning forks: sound them often to bring your life up to standard pitch. - S. D Gordon Author · USA
The Italians were eating with forks when the French were still eating each other. - Mario Batali Chef
Animals are less alone with roaring than we are with all these words. - Margaret Laurence Author · Canada
Every life has forks in the road. And sometimes, the tines of that fork stab deep. - Brad Meltzer Novelist
