Best quotes by Jim Morrison

I believe in a long, prolonged, derangement of the senses in order to obtain the unknown.

Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.

A hero is someone who rebels or seems to rebel against the facts of existence and seems to conquer them. Obviously that can only work at moments. It can't be a lasting thing. That's not saying that people shouldn't keep trying to rebel against the facts of existence. Someday, who knows, we might conquer death, disease and war.

There's nothing wrong with being a large mammal.

We could plan a murder Or start a religion.

There are no laws, there are no rules, just grab your friend and love him.

The world we suggest is a new wild west. A sensuous evil world. Strange and haunting, the path of the sun.

I'm kind of hooked to the game of art and literature; my heroes are artists and writers.

I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos, especially activity that seems to have no meaning.

Death Makes Angels of us all.

The Night is young & full of rest I can’t describe the way she’s dress’d She’ll pander to some strange requests Anything that you suggest Anything to please her guest.

There are images I need to complete my own reality.

Actually I don't remember being born, it must have happened during one of my black outs.

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

Tell them you came, and saw, and looked into my eyes and saw the shadow of the guard receding. Thoughts in time and out of season, the hitchinker stood by the side of the road and levelled his thumb in the calm calculus of reason. [...] Why does my mind circle around you? Why do planets wonder what it would be like to be you? All your soft wild promises were words, birds, endlessly in flight.

Choose the day and choose the sign of your day! The day's divinity! First thing you see!!

The grand highway is crowded w/lovers & searchers & leavers so eager to please & forget. Wilderness.

That's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is.

I am the Lizard King. I can do anything!

I like to let each thing happen - direct it a little consciously, maybe - but just kind of follow the vibrations I get in each particular circumstance. We don't plan theatrics. We hardly ever know which set we'll play.

The world becomes an apparently infinite, yet possibly finite, card game. Image combinations, permutations, comprise the world game.

Blood is the rose of mysterious union.

Cinema, heir of alchemy, last of an erotic science.

Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel.

Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.

I think that phrase is the most horrible phrase in the English language - 'I don't know.' It's terribly embarrassing.

No one thought up being. He who thinks he has, step forward.

Music inflames temperament.

Man, I'm sick of doubt.

Drugs are a bet with your mind.

In the beginning we were creating our music, ourselves, every night . . . starting with a few outlines, maybe a few words for a song. Sometimes we worked out in Venice, looking at the surf. We were together a lot and it was good times for all of us. Acid, sun, friends, the ocean, and poetry and music.

Cinema returns us to anima, religion of matter, which gives each thing its special divinity and sees gods in all things and beings. Cinema, heir of alchemy, last of an erotic science.

The gate is straight, Deep and wide, Break on through to the other side...

All our songs are about love, travel and death.

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

I like any reaction I can get with my music. Just anything to get people to think.

You cannot petition the lord with prayer!

Los Angeles is a city looking for a ritual to join its fragments, and The Doors are looking for such a ritual also. A kind of electric wedding. We hide ourselves in the music to reveal ourselves.

You live you die and death not ends it.

Where are the feasts we were promised? Where is the wine, the new wine, dying on the vine.

Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding/Ghosts crowd the young child's fragile eggshell mind.

Out here on the perimeter there are no stars. Out here we is stoned. Immaculate.

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

Give form to the passing World. Freeways are a drama.

I like any reaction I can get with my music. Just anything to get people to think. I mean if you can get a whole room full of drunk, stoned people to actually wake up and think, you're doing something.

What have they done to the earth? What have they done to our fair sister? Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn And tied her with fences and dragged her down

We're reaching for death on the end of a candle We're trying for something that's already found us

All games contain the idea of death.

A moving or movement away from a station A waving away from a waving a motion Amazement a moment amazing a waving

Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful comes death on a strange hour unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed Death makes angels of us all & gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws

No one gets out of here alive.

Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light? Or just another lost angel... City of Night?

We have assembled inside this ancient / and insane theatre / To propagate our lust for life / and flee the swarming wisdom / of the streets

The best songs come unasked for. You don't have to think about them . . . Summer is good for songs. When it's real warm, if you have a sense of freedom, not a lot on your mind, and a feeling there's plenty of time, it just seems to be a good climate for music.

Do you know we are ruled by T.V.?

Morning found us unaware, noon burn gold into our hair, at night we swim the laughin sea, where will we be?

I think, in these days, especially in the States, you have to be a politician or an assassin or something, to really be a superstar.

I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft.

I pressed her thigh and death smiled

Is everybody in?... Is everybody in?... Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin...

My great joy is to give form to reality. Music is a great release, a great enjoyment to me. Eventually I'd like to write something of great importance. That's my ambition - to write something worthwhile.

I'll never wake up in a good mood again. I'm tired of these stinky boots

O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art and perfect our lives.

Take an Indian home to lunch.

Another flashing chance at bliss Another kiss, another kiss

Do you know we are being led to Slaughters by placid admirals & that fat slow generals are getting Obscene on young blood Do you know we are ruled by t.v.

I can make the earth stop in its tracks. I made the blue cars go away. I can make myself invisible or small. I can become gigantic & reach the farthest things. I can change the course of nature. I can place myself anywhere in space or time. I can summon the dead. I can perceive events on other worlds, in my deepest inner mind, & in the minds of others. I can I am

The spectator is a dying animal.

The best songs just come unasked for. You don't have to think about them. Summer is a good time for songs.

You know the day destroys the night, Night divides the day, Tried to run, Tried to hide, Break on through to the other side...

I think in art, but especially in films, people are trying to confirm their own existences.

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.

We want the world and we want it...

A hero is someone who rebels, or seems to rebel, against the facts of existence and seems to conquer them, but obviously that can work at moments.

Film spectators are quiet vampires.