John Geddes

"...There's the suffering from love and the suffering from grief - either pain permanently scars the soul..."

"...You won't age? I promise you this - your hands will go shiny and transparent and at the slightest bruise they'll bleed..."

"...Dark embers smolder inside me - one touch and they flare - who would have thought memory combustible, or near you bright sparks appear?..."

"... The house is on fire, but go ahead - finish painting the verandah..."

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

"...In my dream the shadings of your soul are the dark tincture of rain..."