John Geddes Quotes
Top 100 wise famous quotes and sayings by John Geddes
John Geddes Famous Quotes & Sayings
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In the end, we all inherit a stone, after life's waves have rolled over us - and hopefully, she'll write upon it
Use your finger to trace the scar upon my chest- I lied - it wasn't a knife wound, but a scrape from a nail sliding under a fence to see you ...
I see more pathology in others than I did ten years ago - the older I get, the more insane people seem ...
So now you know my eyes are green - because of my shirt? You never looked into my soul to know how much in me is green ...
You want the sweetness of our beginning without the bitterness of our struggle - what are you asking - do you want light without shadow? ...
It took me a lifetime of glimpses, but now I see you completely - did I tell you you're beautiful? so kind to animals, children and me ...
What is the meaning of La Belle Dame Sans Merci? - have you never been enthralled? enchantment that is unrequited desolates the soul ...
If I ever got sloppy and maudlin, it would be for the streets of my childhood - but no self- respecting writer should ever eulogize a slum ...
There's the suffering from love and the suffering from grief - either pain permanently scars the soul ...
You think so logically ... like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically ... like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth ...
I looked in the window, wanting to stay - it rained, yet I remained ... because you were so lovely ...
All day long, one storm then another - and I take your hands like gentle flowers that blossom into awareness
Deb and I were married on a snowy night - wind cross-wove a veil of snow for her then threw confetti at us as we left the lighted church ...
My dreams are tangled in images of stars and clouds and firelight - we go camping at night - it's my lucid dream of being with you ...
When we perfect 3-D copiers and they reproduce tissue, we'll have a million Marilyns walking around with no souls ...
Consider yourself a functional character in someone else's novel - a background character - a person on the street - that's the perspective ...
Everyone wants to be excited by something magical and wondrous - to be reminded of how they once saw the world ...
To know an other's interior life you are his confessor or a writer - the one is admitted freely, the other intrudes by discerning of spirits
With you, I'm always on the verge - feeling dizzy like looking at waves - and you, my Love, make me tipsy ...
I committed a sin the day I refused you - I discovered metal inside me where my heart should be - forgive me, Love, for acting on principles ...
And you thought beauty was the outward show - but now you know the truth, my Love - it's always been the inner fire ...
At seventeen I tried to write poetry confining myself solely to Anglo-Saxon words - don't know if it helped, but it made me more concrete ...
Night, and the moon a blur above
I wonder where the world hides you,
and if perhaps you still love me
I wonder where the world hides you,
and if perhaps you still love me
I'm not in control and without a firm spot, like Archimedes I can't move the world - let alone your heart..
You disappoint me -I am the worst liar in the world - I can't hide my pain or my need so I make a bouquet of my sorrows and give them to you ...
Here's what I've learned - people will hurt you, but you don't have to respond - not every mean comment or cruel act deserves to be noticed ...
You've lost perspective? Well, get it back - God alone has the third person point of view in this life ...
You have a terrible beauty that scares me - a fierce defiance that won't be subdued - not that i want to tame you - I don't - I like to look ...
I'm innocent still -inside me are stained glass windows that have never been broken- and when I see your light it stains my soul with color ...
Some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school ...
You can be angry and silent, but it's no use - there's no distance in the spirit - besides, my words touch you more softly than my hands ...
Wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit ...
I've always idealized women I've loved - they all fell short, save one - the one God chose for me - she lights up a room by walking into it ...
God sometimes sends flowers -but I like it best when he darkens the sky and lights up an infinitude of worlds ...
Come lie beside me again and understand - the others can show by actions, but I alone will immortalize you in words ...
I lost my illusions in a black rain of bitterness - now what do you see in my eyes? How can you still love me? How can I be tender? ...
Maybe I am just your priest - or a churl - perhaps you mistrust me the way the medievals mistrusted monks ...
You want things to remain the same, which they never can, and so you're wounded by your own feelings & resentful others don't seem to care ...
Loveliness is the Milky Way ... but also all the myriad points of radiance streaming from your beauty ...
Everyone struggles to guard their heart from breaking, when they should desire to have a heart that breaks ...
Now gently settles like dust in a shaft - for one moment there is no one else - only the wind like the hiss of an ice skate ...
Freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night ...
It's easy to express romantic love - harder to manage daily love - to forgive failings close to feelings - to divide self from soul ...