Top quotes by John Geddes

...when I was a kid, Toronto streets were deserted and quiet on Sundays, except for the sound of church bells I stood on the sidewalk one December listening to the Christmas bells - I've never forgotten that moment... Votes: 16

...why is my cat a Muse? the cat has the rare grace of never saying a word too much? Mark Twain ...that's why ..." Votes: 9

God and your heart both whisper - incline your ear - don't just learn from your head Votes: 7

my heart is a desolate field over which geese vee, the sky turns and the days lie fallow Votes: 7

Tolstoy said, happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story - then what does that make us? Votes: 4

take off your sweater in the darkness and static flares as a tiny lightning storm - I am the same at the end of your fingertips Votes: 4

I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms Votes: 4

I'm not in control and without a firm spot, like Archimedes I can't move the world - let alone your heart Votes: 4

the heart breaks in so many different ways that when it heals, it will have fault lines Votes: 4

my heart rides the wind and my thoughts sail away - to a land below the horizon where I know you hide from me Votes: 4

...you are a river rock and belong in a stream - not here in this upper room sinking in my bed... Votes: 4

...yes, I am your priest, your magician, your lover - I make charms to incant your presence..." Votes: 4

all these epic battles and monsters lately - but love is a tiny world and I prefer a more personal style Votes: 1

you trace a finger over my scar and uncloak me like a timid star Votes: 1

true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left Votes: 1

some people won't even own a dog for fear it will die - you can't bubble-wrap your heart Votes: 1

you merely look at me and I want to confess, but don't - I've buried my heart under the floor boards, but you always dig it up Votes: 1

each heart is made of a different stone - no two feel alike nor break the same way Votes: 1

you listen first with the ears - then, you wait and listen for what your heart feels - then you consider what they've said - then, you reply Votes: 1

the religion of the heart is as intimate as a wish breathed to the night sky Votes: 1

I don't want security - to be self-assured - I want to risk my heart in making your portrait and be paid the wages of your devotion Votes: 1

your heart is your soul twinkling in the black firmament inside you Votes: 1

you can use words if you wish, but I'm warning you - I've learned how to read your heart Votes: 1

He heard her in his heart - whispering from the mist Votes: 1

if it weren't for you, mornings wouldn't be so comforting - slippers wouldn't scrape through the rooms of my heart Votes: 1

the making of stories is only one part of my craft -mainly, I'm a heart whisperer Votes: 1

...once I saw you in moonlight and I can tell you - the silvery dust of the stars doesn't shimmer like you... Votes: 1

...and here's a secret for you - everything beautiful is sad...gilded with impermanence..." Votes: 1

...you are enchanted - only a princess can leave glass footprints in the snow..." Votes: 1

those others - they're looking for trends - subjects to catch a spark - but I have you - a coal from God's altar - a star cupped in my hands Votes: 0

... only darkened trails of rain could paint your face upon a pane... Votes: 0

...you lifted the veil when you admitted you had no memory of that day - it was so special and your lack of recall so monstrous... Votes: 0

... the scarlet thread,the red clay from which we were made, runs in tiny streams through all our veins, reminding us of where we began... Votes: 0

...I live with regrets - the bittersweet loss of innocence - the red track of the moon upon the lake - the inability to return and do it again... Votes: 0

...the making of stories is only one part of my craft -mainly, I'm a heart whisperer... Votes: 0

...when someone is honest and vulnerable, they wring my heart - I want to hug them for being real... Votes: 0

...I always thought youth were idealists - now, I'm not so sure - I'm more idealistic now then at 17... Votes: 0

...we fear monsters because we fear the dark parts of ourselves... Votes: 0

...in January, everything seems desolate. The Moon ascends to cold heights - and I, a ragged sky filled with dark kisses...lie abandoned by you... Votes: 0

...goodness is not the absence of evil - it's the light that pushes back the darkness... Votes: 0

...cities are murky places - hatching grounds for monsters... Votes: 0

...in my dream the shadings of your soul are the dark tincture of rain... Votes: 0

...you can have a dark heart and be a writer, but you can't have a black one.. Votes: 0

...Sunday evenings are heavier than clouds with rain, darker too and often interminable... Votes: 0

...we went to watch the waves that bitter day and the wind took your red cap and mittens - blew them into the sea... Votes: 0

...I hear the sounds of melting snow outside my window every night and with the first faint scent of spring, I remember life exists... Votes: 0

...ambition or contentment? This simple question led me back to a more balanced view of life and put me in touch with the Me I used to know... Votes: 0

...I didn't want you flawless - I have a bare wall at home that's flawless - I wanted your character trapped in the amber of your skin... Votes: 0

...if you're an actor, and you've thought your way into the part, then you're character portrayal will have authority... Votes: 0

...you have changed everything for me- you rearranged the furniture and now you've changed the view from my window!... Votes: 0

...I look out at the world through your transparent face... Votes: 0

...consider yourself a functional character in someone else's novel - a background character - a person on the street - that's the perspective ... Votes: 0

...you've lost perspective? Well, get it back - God alone has the third person point of view in this life ... Votes: 0

...when I think of you it's with tears, because no one else has such delicate hands that can reach into my soul and calm my fears... Votes: 0

...why do people venerate Einstein or Bill Gates? Clive Bell explains: Genius worship is the inevitable sign of an uncreative age.... Votes: 0

December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory... Votes: 0

...freedom of conscience does not mean being uncontrolled - we have to control ourselves and at times submit to others... Votes: 0

...and here's a secret for you - everything beautiful is sad...gilded with impermanence... Votes: 0

...I worship at the temple of your body and without you, I'd have no art... Votes: 0

...when I chose you, I didn't want the commonplace - I didn't want a 'partner' - I wanted a shrine... Votes: 0

...I can think of other forms of worship than loving you, but none that make me feel so fulfilled... Votes: 0

...I put you on the pedestal - made you a saint - dare I blaspheme?... Votes: 0

...I've discovered why you fascinate - you keep the mystery and as Carlyle noted, Wonder is the basis of worship... Votes: 0

...all this time I've been worshiping you - when other men wanted to kiss you, I've been offering the praise of my lips... Votes: 0

...you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth... Votes: 0

you are the mysterious fire at my finger tips Votes: 0

I am a bed of sparks you breathe upon and kindle Votes: 0

...the wounds of the past and the scars of the present don't disfigure me in your eyes - because you know the price I pay for loving you ... Votes: 0

...it's not the stories - it's the pain and the joy and the people who stay with you long after the stories are told ... Votes: 0

...you mean you don't fit characters into a plot? excatly... Votes: 0

...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 ... Votes: 0

...don't you realize a flawless profile means nothing when a mere smile drives me to desperation? Don't you covet that power?.. Votes: 0

...don't settle for pap - our thoughts wander through eternity - experience the wonder of being alive... Votes: 0

...at some point we must achieve our identity -we can't be always in adolescence seeking who we are... Votes: 0

...you became lost in the maze of me - forgive me Love, for keeping you close... Votes: 0

...I prefer rain -sometimes I feel sunlight will turn me to stone - perhaps I'm a Troll... Votes: 0

...I remember the oily smoke of a cigarette suspended in a shaft of sunlight - with you, everything was beautiful... Votes: 0

...freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night... Votes: 0

...you are enchanted - only a princess can leave glass footprints in the snow... Votes: 0

..snow 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 ... Votes: 0

...dark furrow lines grid the snow, punctuated by orange abacus beads of pumpkins - now the crows own the field... Votes: 0

you cross the field in the snow leaving tracks in perfect whiteness ...disturbing my placid universe...marking the landscape within me ... Votes: 0

...winter crescent resting in the high pine bough - you fly through the woods like a lone snow bird... Votes: 0

...I hardly ever see your profile, but have I told you it's beautiful? - like the soft gentle lines of snow... Votes: 0

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... Votes: 0

...I live in Ireland every day in a drizzly dream of a Dublin walk... Votes: 0

...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... Votes: 0

...they say a reformed roue makes the best husband, but, Oh! Didn't they tell you? Monsters can't be reformed... Votes: 0

... here's what I believe - sometimes God has a Plan B... Votes: 0

...what is sacred is the other person -we forget that sometimes - and fail to honor who they are ... Votes: 0

...a bard's down-to-earth love: My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red and when she walks, treads on the ground... Votes: 0

...my heart rides the wind and my thoughts sail away - to a land below the horizon where I know you hide from me... Votes: 0

...I've marked our sacred place not with stones - I've put it my art to keep it safe... Votes: 0

...my heart is a desolate field over which geese vee, the sky turns and the days lie fallow... Votes: 0

...what else would a poet priest do on an endless night, but write of love?... Votes: 0

...writers, like priests, should have compassion...and a sensitivity to pain... Votes: 0

...I guess you're right - I am a priest - I offer sacrifices - so take this line, I want you to have something of mine... Votes: 0

...you need to travel to see the ocean - I don't need the ocean - I have the sky... Votes: 0

...I pluck every day from my sweater or chair, red hairs...strands of significance, traces of you in my life ... Votes: 0

...bow to genius, but to the authority of that genius - not the display of talent... Votes: 0

Your steady rain of words soaked me to the skin Votes: 0

...we have entertained ourselves with the pornography of violence and inflamed passions that might otherwise have slumbered... Votes: 0

...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? ... Votes: 0

...wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit... Votes: 0

...you called me poet-priest - I am. ...devoted to my art, faithful to you...or, is the other way around?... Votes: 0

...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 ... Votes: 0

... 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 ... Votes: 0

...you either forgive a lover for abandoning you or you forgive God for taking them - either way you have to forgive... Votes: 0

...the best way to forgive someone is to enter into their sufferings ... Votes: 0

...it's easy to express romantic love - harder to manage daily love - to forgive failings close to feelings - to divide self from soul... Votes: 0

...words are so strong and I am so timid - my soul ignores warnings and I end up covered with your paint ... Votes: 0

...never be disappointing - you may wound me, but you must never be disappointing... Votes: 0

...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... Votes: 0