Jimi Hendrix Quotes

The way I write things, I just write them with a clash between reality and fantasy mostly. You have to use fantasy to show different sides of reality; it's how it can bend.

When I die, just keep playing the records.

Music is religion for me. There'll be music in the hereafter, too.

I use to live in a room full of mirrors, all I could see was me.

I try all night to play a pretty note.

Anger he smiles, towering in shiny metallic purple armor. Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him, her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.

The reflection of the world is blues, that's where that part of the music is at. Then you got this other kind of music that's tryin' to come around.

I got a pet monkey called Charlie Chan.

Genealogists live in the past lane.

I'm a million miles away, and at the same time I'm right here in your picture frame.

It all has to come from inside, though, I guess.

I was trying to do too many things at the same time, which is my nature. But I was enjoying it, and I still do enjoy it.

I believe everybody should have a room where they get rid of all their releases. So my room was a stage.

See, that's nothing but blues, that's all I'm singing about. It's today's blues.

Really I'm just an actor. The only difference between me and those cats in Hollywood is that I write my own script.

Never write a letter while you are angry.

Your mysterious mountains I wish to see closer. May I land my kinky machine?

To be with the others, you have to have your hair short and wear ties. So we're trying to make a third world happen, you know what I mean?

Once you're dead, you're made for life.

In order to change the world, I guess a person would have to really get his head together first before he can say anything to the world, to change it.

Move over Rover, and let Jimi take over.

You got your God and so do I.

When we go to play, you flip around and flash around and everything, and then they're not gonna see nothin' but what their eyes see. Forget about their ears.

Fall mountains, just don't fall on me.

Room Full Of Mirrors, that's more of a mental disarrangement. This says something about broken glass used to be all in my brain.

When I played God Bless The Queen, I was wondering if they was gonna dig us, then quite naturally I'd go on and try to get it together.

Happiness is within you... so unlock the chains from your heart and let yourself grow- like the sweet flower you are. I know the answer- just spread your wings and set yourself free.

A girl asked me if she could comb my hair. Nobody can comb my hair, I can’t even comb my hair.

There are too many heavy songs out nowadays. music has been getting too heavy, almost to the state of unbearable.

So you want to be married, oh baby, trying to put me on a chain, ain't that some shame? You must be losing your weak little mind.

The truth is straight ahead, so don't burn yourself instead.

I dig Strauss and Wagner, those cats are good...

Sometimes the music people put you into these big, rush things.

.. the Grand Ole Opry used to come on, and I used to watch that. They used to have some pretty heavy cats, heavy guitar players

There's a lot of political things happening out there that I'd really have to get away from.

Kenny Burrell that's the sound I'm looking for.

A person would have to change himself in order to be a living example of what he's singing about.

Been riding broomsticks since she was fifteen.

If I live by illusions, you live by excuses.

I found myself in too much of a box situation.

Be respected as being new, and probably a decent change or a help for the human race or whatever, instead of keep carrying the same old burdens around with you.

Freaks, they are very prejudiced. You have to have your hair long and talk in a certain way in order to be with them. In order to be the other way you have to have your hair short and wear ties.

If my baby don't love me no more, I know her sister will.

We gotta stop smokin', stop, stop. I mean cigarette smoking.

Your people I do not understand, so to you I shall put an end, and you'll never hear surf music again.

If 6 turned out to be 9, I don't mind.

The one that rambles for a million miles, yes, I walk down this road searching for your love.

Will the wind ever remember the names it has blown in the past? And with its crutch, its old age, and its wisdom, it whispers no this will be the last.

It's really hard to know what people want around here sometimes.

Manic depression is a frustratin' mess.