Jim Morrison Quotes

It was just the two of us, inside there with just mirrors, all the way around us. Everywhere we looked, there were these two freaks, sitting at a table, eyeballing each other.

I love mirrors. They let one pass through the surface of things.

We require, as a species, the difference between what is safe and unsafe to define ourselves. Be it in darkness or in light, where we are means nothing without the comparison to the other place - where we are not. And thus it is the difference between them that tells us who and what we are.

We all know a mirror reflects us, if you look in it. If you move, the reflection moves. If you project from a mirror, meaning it will project an image, it's nothing to do with you. The world seen by nobody.

Light that makes things seen, makes some things invisible.

I think the world is like a great mirror, and reflects our lives just as we ourselves look upon it.

When you look into a mirror it is not yourself you see, but a kind of apish error posed in fearful symmetry kool uoy nehW rorrim a otni ton si ti ˛ees uoy flesruoy dnik a tub rorre hsipa fo lufraef ni desop yrtemmys

Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken. A stick becomes a flute when it's loved.

Mirrors are there when we are and yet they never give anything back to us but our own image. Never, never shall we know what they are when they are alone or what is behind them.

I'm such a jerk; it had never occurred to me that when we look at a photo from the front, the eyes reproduce exactly the position and the vision of the lens; it's these things that are taken for granted and it never occurs to anyone to think about them.

I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane; I was the smudge of ashen fluff -and I Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky. And from the inside, too, I'd duplicate Myself, my lamp, an apple on a plate: Uncurtaining the night, I'd let dark glass Hang all the furniture above the grass, And how delightful when a fall of snow Covered my glimpse of lawn and reached up so As to make chair and bed exactly stand Upon that snow, out in that crystal land!

The tool of every self-portrait is the mirror. You see yourself in it. Turn it the other way, and you see the world .

Mirrors and images. Or sex and love. These are two separate systems that we miserably try to link.

You can't see the world through a mirror.

We look at the mountain to see the painting, then we look at the painting to see the mountain.

Mirrors,' she said, 'are never to be trusted.

Everything is beautiful seen from the point of the intellect, or as truth. But all is sour if seen as experience.

God gave the sea the danger and the abyss, but it was in it that He mirrored the sky.

Many truths which are not believed are called lies,' the Laughing Beast said. 'Mirrors do not themselves lie unless they have been enchanted. Ordinary mirrors merely reflect what is revealed to them. People lie and mirrors reflect people. If your mother feared mirrors in your land, she feared herself.

All political power is primarily an illusion. Illusion. Mirrors and blue smoke, beautiful blue smoke rolling over the surface of highly polished mirrors, first a thin veil of blue smoke, then a thick cloud that suddenly dissolves into wisps of blue smoke, the mirrors catching it all, bouncing it back and forth.

Resemblances are the shadows of differences. Different people see different similarities and similar differences.

God is like a mirror. The mirror never changes, but everybody who looks at it sees something different.

Between the two poles of whole-truth and half-truth is slung the chancy hammock in which we all rock.

History and memory share events; that is, they share time and space. Every moment is two moments.

It is the obvious which is so difficult to see most of the time. People say 'It's as plain as the nose on your face.' But how much of the nose on your face can you see, unless someone holds a mirror up to you?