Evening Quote by Tom Waits Download Open image “I've seen it all through the yellow windows of the evening train...” — Tom Waits ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Evening Fitness Train Window Yellow
There Is A Light At The End Of Every Tunnel...Let's Just Hope It's Not A Train! — Caitlyn Copy Share Image
There's always a light at the end of a tunnel. Just pray it isn't a train! — Anonymous Copy Share Image
And there is the headlight, shining far down the track, glinting off the steel rails that, like all parallel lines, will meet in infinity,… — Bruce Catton Copy Share Image
Is that the light at the end of the tunnel or just a train? — Matt Thiessen Adam R Young Copy Share Image
Every time I think I see the light at the end of the tunnel, it ends up being a freight train coming right at… — Hussein Nishah Copy Share Image
“an Underground train roared and rattled, driving a ghost-wind along the platform, which scattered a copy of the tabloid Sun into its component pages,… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“Dusk softens the sharp points of trees outside my window; the sky slowly darkens, then blackens around an orb of moon. Hours later, a… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
Most of us have the residue of thousands of songs in our ears, that if you end up songwriting, I think you're mostly smoking… — Tom Waits Copy Share Image
Bill Hicks - blowtorch, excavator, truthsayer, and brain specialist. He will correct your vision. Others will drive on the road he built. — Tom Waits Copy Share Image
“an all time favorite: "The large print giveth, the small print taketh away.” — Tom Waits Copy Share Image
For a songwriter, you don't really go to songwriting school; you learn by listening to tunes. And you try to understand them and take… — Tom Waits Copy Share Image
The world is a hellish place, and bad writing is destroying the quality of our suffering. — Tom Waits Copy Share Image
I'm always looking for sounds that are pleasing at the time. The sound of a helicopter is really annoying until you're drowning, and it's… — Tom Waits Copy Share Image
I was born in the back seat of a Yellow Cab in a hospital loading zone and with the meter still running. I emerged… — Tom Waits Copy Share Image
There's not much difference between what I appear to be on stage and what I am. I think people like that, that I'm not… — Tom Waits Copy Share Image
Once ye made up yer mind to do somethin', 'tis better t'stumble o'er the small hillock of jump-ahead than t'bash yer head on the… — Karen Hawkins Copy Share Image
The evening's the best part of the day. You've done your day's work. Now you can put your feet up and enjoy it. — Kazuo Ishiguro Copy Share Image
I love to work in football, so for me it's not work. I'm not here first in the morning and last in the evening… — Daniel Farke Copy Share Image
Like the water of a deep stream, love is always too much. We did not make it. Though we drink till we burst, we… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
The sun, a red wheel, was sinking slowly in the west. Besides being spectacularly beautiful, the early-summer sunset was exceedingly soft and gentle: black… — Mo Yan Copy Share Image
It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged… — William Faulkner Copy Share Image
By the time they were pulling into the parking lot of the A&P, the mood was fading, the moment gone. Amy could feel it… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
When I was very young my mother sang to me at bedtime and my dad would often play the banjo or fiddle in the… — Rory Block Copy Share Image
So great is the economy of nature, that most flowers which are fertilised by crepuscular or nocturnal insects emit their odour chiefly or exclusively… — Charles Darwin Copy Share Image
I don’t know, I don’t know that I’m missing anything. I just think too much sometimes. Sometimes I’m even happy because I’m so engaged… — Jeff Buckley Copy Share Image
What truly gives me joy is when I get a letter from a young woman who says they saw a programme, then read a… — Lucy Worsley Copy Share Image
...nothing wonderful lasted forever. Joy was as fleeting as a shooting star that crossed the evening sky, ready to blink out at any moment. — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
