Jim Morrison Quotes

You may win your heart's desire, but in the end you're cheated of it by death.

Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.

We do not ask to be born; and we do not ask to die. But born we are and die we must. We come into existence and we pass out of existence. And in neither case does high-handed fate await our ratification of its decree.

The Rebel bullet that can kill me has not yet been molded.

All things are subject to decay and when fate summons, monarchs must obey.

Among all the vicissitudes of life, which vary in each individual's experience, there is one event which sooner or later comes to everyone - Death!

All rivers, even the most dazzling, those that catch the sun in their course, all rivers go down to the ocean and drown. And life awaits man as the sea awaits the river.

Why should I ask the wise men: Whence is my beginning? I am busy with the thought: Where will be my end?

My mission is to kill time, and time's to kill me in its turn. How comfortable one is among murderers.

The last act is bloody, however pleasant all the rest of the play is: a little earth is thrown at last upon our head, and that is the end forever.

No nation can anticipate its term, nor delay it.

Life always kills you in the end, but first it prevents you from getting what you want.

I don't fear death. If it happens, it was meant to happen.

Luck can't last a lifetime unless you die young.

If God in his wisdom have brought closeThe day when I must die,That day by water or fire or airMy feet shall fall in the destined snareWherever my road may lie.

SOONER OR LATER ALL MEN MUST DIE. EVERYTHING DIES IN THE END. I CAN BE ROBBED BUT NEVER DENIED, I TOLD MYSELF. WHY WORRY? “I too cannot be cheated,” snapped Fate.

You can not kill that which is already dead.

I don't know if I was put on this Earth for a purpose or not. But I'm fairly confident that I'll be taken off of it for one.

Verrà la morte e avrà i tuoi occhi. (Death will come and it will have your eyes.)

You get what anybody gets - you get a lifetime.

Sooner or later a black car came for everyone.

We all wind up the same way, no matter what our goals or ambitions are. We have nothing at all to say about how we got into this world or how are going to leave it.

Ah, in this world, where every guiding thread Ends suddenly in the one sure centre, death, The visionary hand of Might-have-been Alone can fill Desire's cup to the brim!

... we die, just as we were born, at the edge of a road not of our choosing.