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 to be set free – they hold on to their chains.
JIM MORRISONHow 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
More Jim Morrison Quotes
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Being drunk is a good disguise. I drink so I can talk to assholes. This includes me.
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The sound of glass speaks quick, disdain and conceals what your eyes fight to explain.
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I am interested in anything about revolt, disorder, chaos, especially activity that seems to have no meaning.
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Cinema returns us to anima, religion of matter, which gives each thing its special divinity and sees gods in all things and beings.
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All your soft wild promises were words, birds, endlessly in flight.
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Where’s your will to be weird?
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The only solution is to confront them – confront yourself – with the greatest fear imaginable.
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Indians scattered on dawn’s highway bleeding/Ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile eggshell mind.
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Give me songs to sing and emerald dreams to dream and I’ll give you love unfolding.
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How can I set free anyone who doesn’t have the guts to stand up alone and declare his own freedom?
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I believe in a long, prolonged, derangement of the senses in order to obtain the unknown.
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Friends can help each other. A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself – and especially to feel. Or, not feel.
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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.
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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 with pretenses so it can hardly move.
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Jealousy we understood and thought natural–a desire to have what somebody else had; but envy was a strange, new feeling for us.
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