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.
JIM MORRISONLet’s just say I was testing the bounds of reality. I was curious to see what would happen. That’s all it was curiosity.
More Jim Morrison Quotes
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A friend is someone who gives you total freedom to be yourself.
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We are content in the ‘given’ in sensation’s quest. We have been metamorphosised from a mad body dancing on hillsides to a pair of eyes staring in the dark.
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There may be a time when we’ll attend Weather Theaters to recall the sensation of rain.
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You’ve seen your birth, your life and death. You might recall all the rest. Did you have a good world when you died? Enough to base a movie on?
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I am troubled, immeasurably by your eyes. I am struck by the feather of your soft reply.
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Los Angeles is a city looking for a ritual to join its fragments, and The Doors are looking for such a ritual also.
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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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Why does my mind circle around you? Why do planets wonder what it would be like to be you?
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I think people resist freedom because they’re afraid of the unknown. But it’s ironic.
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You live you die and death not ends it.
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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. You feel your strength in the experience of pain.
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People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit
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Rather than starting inside, I start outside and reach the mental through the physical.
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We don’t plan theatrics. We hardly ever know which set we’ll play.
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Where are the feasts we were promised? Where is the wine, the new wine, dying on the vine.
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