“There are things known and things unknown and in between are The Doors.”

Drugs are a bet with your mind.

No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn.

I wouldn’t mind dying in a plane crash. It’d be a good way to go. I don’t want to die in my sleep, or of old age, or OD…

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..

The program for this evening is not new. You’ve seen this entertainment through and through.

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

People cluster to TV, soap operas, movies, theater, pop idols and they have wild emotion over symbols. But in the reality of their own lives, they’re emotionally dead.

Give me songs to sing and emerald dreams to dream and I’ll give you love unfolding.

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

Blood is the rose of mysterious union.

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

Most people love you for who you pretend to be.

Cancel my subscription to the resurrection.

The time to hesitate is through.

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.

I forced a smile. It was the one i’d been practicing all morning. It felt tight at the edges and brittle everywhere in between.

There should be a connection between a man’s hairstyle and what matters to him in life.

I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.

Between understanding and faith immediate connections must subsist.

The struggle between the two worlds [Fascism and Democracy] can permit no compromises.

The relation between what we see and what we know is never settled. Each evening we see the sun set.

We never look at just one thing; we are always looking at the relation between things and ourselves.

There is a difference between admitting and confessing. Admitting involves softening, making excuses for things that cannot be excused; confessing just names the crimes at its full severity.