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Quotes by John Geddes

...I didnt want you flawless - I have a bare wall at home thats flawless - I wanted your character trapped in the amber of your skin...

...if youre an actor, and youve thought your way into the part, then youre character portrayal will have authority...

...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...

Light a campfire and everyone’s a storyteller

...the making of stories is only one part of my craft -mainly, Im a heart whisperer...

...you have changed everything for me- you rearranged the furniture and now youve changed the view from my window!...

...I look out at the world through your transparent face...

...consider yourself a functional character in someone elses novel - a background character - a person on the street - thats the perspective ...

...youve lost perspective? Well, get it back - God alone has the third person point of view in this life ...

... this longing inside me that never goes away, must be a poem...must be you ...

...the wind hums low with sweet exultation, sings its lullaby, while you sleep ...

...my dreams are tangled in images of stars and clouds and firelight - we go camping at night - its my lucid dream of being with you...

...freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night...

... paint in blue and black...sometimes gray - the colors of night - occasionally I surprise you with a mustard yellow, but then, I am a poet ...

...careful the morning lest it wake from slumber the city half-encumbered by the morning mist ...

...How terrible, those dreams before sleep were—the worse kind, mixing hope with despair...

...at morning, Im unruffled - Ill sit with my tea and Muse Cat beside me and listen to the soft chime of the grandfather clock...

...if it werent for you, mornings wouldnt be so comforting - slippers wouldnt scrape through the rooms of my heart...

...my heart is a desolate field over which geese vee, the sky turns and the days lie fallow...

...you can be talented as a wolf is breathtakingly fierce...silver and gray, like smoke in the trees - but what do you do with terrible beauty?...