302 Quotes by Jim MORRISON

In the holy solipsism of the youngNow I can't walk thru a citystreet w/out eying eachsingle pedestrian. I feelthier vibe thru myskin, the hair on my neck--- it rises.

Where's your will to be weird?

Death Makes Angels of us all.

Sleep is an under-ocean dipped into each night.

في دواخلِنا منزلُ حُبّمدخل هذا المنزل عند الباب ينفتحُ مع مدّإذًا، اتبَعْنا فقطونحن مستلمين للنعاسودَعْ آخر قبلةٍ تهمسُ بعمق الثعابين

She dances in a ring of fire and throws off the challenge with a shrug.

She dances in a ring of fire and throws of the challenge with a shrug.

Be always like the sea, than breaking up against cliffs it finds always the force to try again.

I offer images-I conjure memories of freedom that can still be reached-like the Doors, right? But we can only open the doors-we can't drag people through.