“...what else would a poet priest do on an endless night, but write of love?...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...You say you don't mistrust me, yet you quote Chrysostom - Hell is paved with priests' skulls…” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...when I chose you, I didn't want the commonplace - I didn't want a 'partner' - I wanted a shrine...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...you called me poet-priest - I am. ...devoted to my art, faithful to you...or, is the other way around?...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...I guess you're right - I am a priest - I offer sacrifices - so take this line, I want you to… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...the monk beat me to break my spirit, incensed I knew Acquinas - angry, I knew his riddle - beauty is what… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...telling doesn't help me - it helps you. As Wilde says, It is the confession, not the priest, that gives absolution...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...maybe I am just your priest - or a churl - perhaps you mistrust me the way the medievals mistrusted monks...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...writers, like priests, should have compassion...and a sensitivity to pain...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...yes, I am your priest, your magician, your lover - I make charms to incant your presence...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...is the writer a prophet or priest - does he show the truth or serve the truth?...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...those others - they're looking for trends - subjects to catch a spark - but I have you - a coal from God's altar… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...careful the morning lest it wake from slumber the city half-encumbered by the morning mist ...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“... my early writing was a silent fury - at what or whom, I had no idea - but I shut it in until… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...little children adore me - I'm a Troll Tamer and they know it!...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...all this time I've been worshiping you - when other men wanted to kiss you, I've been offering the praise of my lips...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“... the scarlet thread,the red clay from which we were made, runs in tiny streams through all our veins, reminding us of where we… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...you are not what you seem - you're a Sylph - you leave and the air retains your image - you haunt me...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...God daubs stars into galaxies with fiery paint - the same lacquer he uses upon your lips...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...language always occurs in a context - you can speak Elizabethan words, but to speak the language you have to put on the mindset...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...the feelings that pass between us are deeper than fleshly touches...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...open the access to your heart and write down what your voice is whispering...” — John Geddes Copy Share Image
