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… — Jim Morrison Copy Share Image
Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio.… — Jim Morrison Copy Share Image
How can I set free anyone who doesn't have the guts to stand up alone and declare his own freedom? I think it's a lie - people claim they want to be free - everybody insists that freedom is what they want the most, the most sacred and precious thing a man can possess. But that's bullshit! People are terrified… — Jim Morrison Copy Share
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… — Jim Morrison Copy Share
Where are the feasts we were promised? Where is the wine, the new wine, dying on the vine. — Jim Morrison Copy Share Image
“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… — Jim Morrison Copy Share Image
I'm interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos, especially activity that appears to have no meaning. It seems to me to be the road… — Jim Morrison Copy Share Image
...most of the press were vultures descending on the scene for curious America aplomb. Cameras inside the coffin interviewing worms. — Jim Morrison Copy Share Image
Maybe primitive people have less bullshit to let go of, to give up. A person has to be willing to give up everything—not just… — Jim Morrison Copy Share Image
Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But, it's usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound… — Jim Morrison Copy Share Image
