I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps “Oh look at that!” Then – whoosh, and I’m gone… and they’ll never see anything like it ever again… and they won’t be able to forget me – ever.
JIM MORRISONThe time to hesitate is through no time to wallowin the mire Try now we can only lose and our love become a funeral pyre
More Jim Morrison Quotes
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All the poems have wolves in them. All but one. The most beautiful one of all. She dances in a ring of fire and throws off the challenge with a shrug.
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Time to live, time to lie, time to laugh, and time to die. Take it easy baby. Take it as it comes.
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It may have been in pieces, but I gave you the best of me.
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That’s not saying that people shouldn’t keep trying to rebel against the facts of existence.
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The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are…There can’t be any large-scale revolution until there’s a personal revolution, on an individual level. It’s got to happen inside first.
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The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask.
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Most people love you for who you pretend to be.
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And if you try to remind them, they hate you for it – they feel like you’re trying to steal their most precious possession.
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A hero is someone who rebels or seems to rebel against the facts of existence and seems to conquer them.
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Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.
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Guileless and without vanity, we were still in love with ourselves then.
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Getting drunk . . . you’re in complete control up to a point. It’s your choice, every time you take a sip.
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Blood is the rose of mysterious union.
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I’m kind of hooked to the game of art and literature; my heroes are artists and writers.
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That unknown was once very well known. It’s where our souls belong….
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