John Geddes Quotes - Page 2

...strands of your hair and tendrils of the wind spin into nothingness the memories of that day...

...being with you was so easy and natural - there was no strain - I never had to guard my words...

...if you don't regard your word as a sacred covenant, then there is nothing in you I can honor ...

...you don't need a calling to minister love...

we compose our life in stories we tell ourselves

...the real absurdity is that to love is to suffer, but the reverse isn't always true...

...you do violence with your words if you force them - art is given - the words received, moment by moment from unseen hands - call it a Muse ...

...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

...I recall that day on the beach - the sand so brilliant, the clouds so massive, and the wind punishing your hair...

...you knew I was confused, tormented, but you enticed me - led me on...

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

...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...