Quotes from Jim Morrison

In the holy solipsism of the young Now I can't walk thru a city street w/out eying each single pedestrian. I feel thier vibe thru my skin, the hair on my neck --- it rises.

She dances in a ring of fire and throws off the challenge with a shrug.

One shouldn't take life so seriously. No one gets out alive anyway.

Svi tvrde da postoji jedan svijet... Ja tvrdim da postoje dva... Jedan je moj, a drugi dijelite kako ho?ete...

Sleep is an under-ocean dipped into each night.

Let's just say I was testing the bounds of reality. I was curious to see what would happen. That's all it was: just curiosity.

Urge to come to terms with the Outside, by absorbing, interiorizing it. I won't come out, you must come in to me. Into my womb-garden where I peer out. Where I can construct a universe within the skull, to rival the real.

My wild words slip into fusion and risk losing the solid ground. So stranger, get wilder still. Probe the highlands.

The grand highway is crowded with lovers and searchers and leavers so eager to please, and to forget. Wilderness

the time to hesitate is through no time to wallowin the mire Try now we can only lose and our love become a funeral pyre

It's so eternal. As long as there are people, they can remember words and combinations of words. Nothing else can survive a holocaust, but poetry and songs.

The media controls the mind.

The time you wait subtracts the joy The heads the angel you destroy

Why the desire for death. A clean paper or pure white wall. One false line, a scratch, a mistake. Unerasable. So obscureby adding million other tracings, blend it, cover over. But the original scratch remains, written in gold blood, shining. Desire for a Perfect Life.

Our culture mocks primitive cultures and prides itself on suppression of natural instincts and impulses.

i am troubled, immeasurably by your eyes.

No more money, no more fancy dress This other Kingdom seems by far the best until its other jaw reveals incest & loose obedience to a vegetable law I will not go Prefer a Feast of Friends To the Giant family

I found and island in your arms and country in your eyes.

Cineama, heir of alchemy, The last erotic science

Five to one, baby One in five No one here gets out alive

There's the know. And there's the unknown. And what separates the two is the door, and that's what i wanta be. Ahh wanna be th' dooooooooorrr...

People fear death even more than they fear pain. It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over.

We are content with the 'given' in sensation's quest. We have been metamorphosised from a mad body dancing on hillsides to a pair of eyes staring in the dark.

Through art they confuse us and blind us to our enslavement. Art adorns our prison walls, keeps us silent and diverted and indifferent.