Best 237 quotes of John Geddes on MyQuotes

...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...

...across the snowy field the barn light gleams - it's the loneliness of November twilight...

...a dream isn't a wish - it's an altered state of consciousness ...

...Ah, but the Moon my Love is jealous, and can you blame him? You outshine him with your virtues...

...a little of this, a little of that - a little of me, a little of you - put it together what do you have? postmodern soup...

...all my life I prayed to a star – Later discovered it was Venus – I was praying to Aphrodite and wondering why she was sending me you -sad...

...allowing yourself to be vulnerable makes you weak but also opens you to the nuances of beauty...

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

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

...all winter the acorns and red Maple leaf moldered in silence - in the same way grief is gnawing at me - slowly, imperceptibly... consuming...

...and you thought beauty was the outward show - but now you know the truth, my Love - it's always been the inner fire...

...a passing face together with his grief turned you into a weeping Madonna...

...art is weaker than life - in the end I have a bag of letters to scrabble into order - rune tiles to cast my fate...

...at dawn, the grains of sleep turn to floating black spots, then out of focus the world tilts, and the cat scratches at the door...

...at morning, I'm unruffled - I'll sit with my tea and Muse Cat beside me and listen to the soft chime of the grandfather clock...

...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 ...

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

...a writer without authority? Impossible. as Kenneth Burke says, creation implies authority in the sense of originator....

...beauty is not symmetry of parts- that's so impotent -as Mishima says, beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, & finally destroys...

...before you, life was desolate - the past hardly worth remembering - and now, each moment a keepsake I can't throw away ...

...beneath torrents of spring rain, buds come to life - and we do too, beneath torments of tears...

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

...but you - women like you are dangerous- ominous – take care, Love – men will first fear you, then later, turn you into a deity...

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

...come lie beside me again and understand - the others can show by actions, but I alone will immortalize you in words...

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

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...

...did you know that in your eyes there are bright flecks of green and orange - and that they are lovely?...

...don't be self-conscious - other people are completely unaware of you and more concerned with how they appear ...

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

...don't think love is just an emotion - I am dangerous and you know it because I will do anything you ask me to do...

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

...each person is required to ask, 'what is my authority?' - on what do you base your decisions? if it's yourself, then you are without excuse...

...Everyone struggles to guard their heart from breaking, when they should desire to have a heart that breaks...

...everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ...

...everything I treasure is broken - it's of no use to anybody but me...

...every time I look at you autumn leaves come in between - does it matter they're the color of your hair - or they still fall in my memory?...

...evil fascinates and repels us - it's a terrible beauty that enthralls us the more we stare into it...

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

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

...God sometimes sends flowers -but I like it best when he darkens the sky and lights up an infinitude of worlds...

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

...good words - that triumphalism of positivity- but life will claw and eat you - chew you over and over - if you carry such a small knife ...

...have I told you? - your eyes are a dark poem of dancing snow at midnight ...

...have you been waiting all this time, faithful as always, my Life?...

...how are you sacred to me? your lines are golden threads - your patter, my patten - I explore the liturgy of your words...

...how many writers still dare compare a woman to Nature, like Campion? - there is a garden in her face - how lovely...

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

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

I am in love with the stars of night - I have made them audible...