The Doors quotes

View Quote Journalist: What are your songs about Mr. Morrison?
Jim: Uh, love death travel... revolt. We all write the songs, we're interested in anything about disorder, chaos, especially activity which seems to have no meaning...Like This. I think when you make peace with authority, you become authority.
Journalist: Can you define that a little more?
Jim: Yeah you can call us erotic politicians I guess.

View Quote I go out on a stage and I howl for people. In me they see what they want to see -- some say the Lizard King, whatever that means, or some black-clad leather demon whatever that means... but really I think of myself as a sensitive, intelligent human being but with the soul of a clown which always forces me to blow it at the most crucial moment... a fake hero... a joke the gods played on me... it's okay, I accept the joke... and smile. Death old friend, death and my ****, I can forgive my injuries in the name of wisdom, luxury, romance. Words got me the wound and will get me well. All join now in lament of my ****, a tongue of knowledge in the feathered night. Boys get crazy in the head and suffer. I sacrifice my **** on the altar of silence.

View Quote Pam: [about Patricia] You actually put your dick in this woman Jim?
Jim: Well I... sometimes yeah.

View Quote Jim: Jesus Ray, every girl out there wanted to **** me, I could feel it for the first time!
Ray: Right on stud. But you better watch out for the guys.

View Quote I drink so I can talk to assholes. This includes me. Let's just say I was testing the bounds of reality -- that's-all -- I was curious... I kinda always preferred to be hated. Like Eric von Stroheim in the movies, the man you love to hate.

View Quote Is everybody in?... Is everybody in?... Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin...

View Quote [to Pam] I'm the poet and you're my muse.

View Quote I can only open doors, M'am. I can't drag people thru 'em. I'm no savior.

View Quote Pam: Aren't you doing this for you? Because you're a poet, not a rock star. Ed Sullivan's not a place for you.
Jim: You really know what I am Pam? You know what poetry is? Where is the feast they promised us? Where is the wine -- the new wine -- dying on the vine?
Pam: What are you saying?
Jim: Y'see -- I lied to you. I really love Fame.

View Quote I like a man who wears his soul on his face.

View Quote It was the first time I tasted fear. I musta been about four, like a child is just like a flower, his head is floating in the breeze.

View Quote Trick: [to Jim, after Jim's film was panned] Hey man whatdya expect, an Oscar?
Bones: You can't quit, you gotta voice. People can't dig cause they don't understand yet.
Jack: If you're an individual, if you're too good, they wanna cut your dick off. Look what happened to Orson Wells.
Trick: You quit now, they'll yank your deferment in no time and they'll get you for Vietnam man. Three more months you graduate.
Bones: Be cool, you never learned ****in patience Morrison, you want everything at once.
Nick: They didn't get it. So make your films and **** what they think.
Jim: You know what I think?
Bones: Yeah whadda you think?
Jim: You really want to know what I think?
Bones: Yeah yeah, whatddaya think?
Jim: I think we gotta get really ripped!

View Quote [to audience] You're all a buncha ****ing slaves!

View Quote The music was new black polished chrome and came over the summer like liquid night.

View Quote You're a poet, not a rock star.