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John Geddes

"What else would a poet priest do on an endless night, but write of love?..."

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Amber Hurdle

"The future is created by those who have a great imagination and the will to make it a reality by their actions."

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Amber Hurdle

"A creative mind is a spark of divinity."

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Amber Hurdle

"Flawed genius is better than flawless talent."

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Amber Hurdle

"People have many cruel expectations from writers. People expect novelists to live on a hill with three kids and a spouse, people expect children's story writers to never have sex, and people expect all great poets to be dead. And these are all very difficult expectations to fulfill, I think."

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Amber Hurdle

"I write to fill my mind with the ecstasy of life."

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Amber Hurdle

"If imagination is your wealth, then ideas are your abode."

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Amber Hurdle

"It feels good to read book. But it is grander to write book."

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Amber Hurdle

"Be daring to push your ideas forward."

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"I always thought youth were idealists - now, I'm not so sure - I'm more idealistic now then at 17..."
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"You don't need a calling to minister love..."
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"You want things to remain the same, which they never can, and so you're wounded by your own feelings & resentful others don't seem to care..."
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"If you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain..."
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"Last night, lost in spaces between star-bays and lakes of clouds, I tossed and turned looking for you."
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"Yes I understand your spells-your sex magic-at least, I know this: all lights dim when you walk in..."
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"I keep coming back to certain books, and you-to try to find myself again."
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"I see you as series of gestures, a palette of colors -all these tiny tiles pixelate, and then coalesce... into the idea of you..."
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"Burnt by the sunof your mouth, I'm unable to speak or paint you with words."
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"I hear the sounds of melting snow outside my window every night and with the first faint scent of spring, I remember life exists..."
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