Richelle E Goodrich Quotes - Page 8

Be sure to wear greenon March seventeen,or else Irish leprechauns pinch your bones clean!

At times we feel outnumbered in our attempts to improve the world—to brighten and beautify, to preserve and heal and do what’s best for humanity. Selfless efforts can start to feel beleaguering, discouraging, even pointless with so little support. It is at these times I remind myself that I would rather be the last Good Samaritan standing than to join the ranks of selfish multitudes creating misery.

Heaven's currency is friendship.

Your tongue tends to say more about you when it blabs about other people.

If you mess with dragons, you will get burned. Don’t say no one warned you.

Moments always blossom more beautifully in memories.

The least effort is the feat most likely to be accomplished.

The secret to style is a beautiful smile.

When you love someone, you don’t care that she ate your sandwich. You only hope she found it delicious.

I hope you know I love you, not just because I tell you so at every opportunity, but because I show you so as often as the sun sets.

There are hundreds of reasons to be kind, but only one that matters—because it’s who you are.

Birthdays were made for going wild over the people we think are amazing.

Beauty is a behavior. As is ugliness.

When dragons attack, the only thing you should seek to stand behind is your own sword.

When it comes to fighting for your dreams, be a dragon. Breathe fire.

Time machines, magic portals, transporters, worm holes, flying carpets, relocation charms—such things do exist. They're called books.

My pain builds like storm clouds―massive, dark, and heavy with teardrops. Moisture falls torrential as if my world is a violent, eternal downpour; however, at long last the source runs dry and the bitter storm does cease. Blue skies dare to glow where the gloom has dissipated. I breathe it in, hoping to cleanse my inner soul. A laden heart tells me the truth: the clear sky is an illusion. Old pain rushes back like a flood, providing means for clouds to form and expand once again until it is too much to bear and the heaviness turns to rain. I cannot find refuge from this woe. It is my never-ending heartache.

The bulk of life is discovering who you are—and then reconciling that with who you wish you were.

A smile is a light that sets your inner self aglow, letting others know you’re home.

Mad fearlessness is not courage. The only requirement for courage is a good heart.

Integrity is more than truth and honesty; integrity is an unshackled mind, a happy heart, and a light spirit. Integrity is inner peace with a clear, clean conscience. Integrity is self-respect, honor, and credibility. Integrity is healthy and unfettering, and it is worth defending.

The most irresistible beauty is the radiant glow from a kind and gentle heart.

I'm generally quite happy until someone tells me I'm not. I don't see how they know I'm not, but suddenly I feel less happy.

Lies don't fit snugly into disguises. Eventually the cloak falls off and you're left staring at the naked truth which is always an uncomfortable situation.

It is the image of physical brawn, sheer force, and commanding volume we so often associate with might. But I have found the might of an army exists in the faith of a child and in quiet, earnest prayers as well as in the heart of one who loves.

It's silly to think the left eye would envy the right or that one foot would be jealous of the other, and yet so often it is the case.

Art doesn’t bare itself to just anyone, but to believers called artists.

What if stars were the glimmering tears of a giant, welling in his cheeks, waiting to fall at the first tender stroke of emotion? What if the moon were a wide-open eye gazing down on our tiny, little world and its tiny, little inhabitants as they rush to and fro in pursuit of tiny, little dreams? What if the sun were the glowing heart of a great beast, pumping hot blood to keep him alive while providing warmth for our pitiful world? Ahhh, imagination; it is a wondrous thing!

Rare and precious moments, how I long to live with you eternally! If only your sweetness never ceased to touch my lips, and the flutters you evoke nevermore faded away. I dream of your arm extended immeasurably to keep hold of my reaching hand. But Father Time, being a cruel master, will not grant such a wish. And so I tuck you away as cherished memories, stored in a treasure box buried in my heart. And in times of solitude, I shall bring you out to view like rainbows.

Learn to brush off criticism as easily as you brush aside hollow compliments.

Anyone who takes the time to listen is either an old soul or a romantic one.

Those things that challenge the worst in us tend to strengthen the best in us.

Every single voice—no matter how soft the peep—longs to be heard.

Have you honestly pondered your individual worth? Consider every lower life form in the world—the animals, plants, fouls and fishes. Consider the land forms and numerous earthly wonders. Consider the countless worlds beyond this planet as well as their stars and galaxies. And then consider yourself. Of all God’s creations, you were formed in His image, resembling the likeness of a God. That’s something to think about.

Autumn is a cunning muse who steals by degrees my warmth and light. So distracted by her glorious painting of colors, I scarcely realize my losses until the last fiery leaf has fallen to the ground and the final pumpkin shrinks. Autumn departs with a cold kiss, leaving me to suffer the frigid grasp of winter in prolonged nightfall.

The only two words you should ever say to a mirror are “Hello, Beautiful.

Many people believe they have found the key to Heaven's gate, not realizing that there is no key hole. It is a barrier upon which you must knock. And I believe that it is by our small and simple acts of kindness that we find the gate left ajar.

Go put on your mask.Say 'trick-or-treat' in costume.It’s All Hallows Eve.

You would think those who have endured unkindness would be kinder as a result, intent on sparing others the awful suffering they abhorred firsthand.

Gratitude possesses all the energy of a sunbeam. That is how it makes life blossom.

Sadness is the heart withdrawing to seek shelter from the pain.

Laugh, and the world longs to be your friend.

If God were to make a million lovely flowers in your image and plant them in a garden with you among them, I would still know you by your scent and by the feel of your petals and by the crazy way you lean towards my light whenever I draw near.

There is no such thing as constructive criticism. There is constructive advice, constructive guidance, constructive counsel, encouragement, suggestion, and instruction. Criticism, however, is not constructive but a destructive means of faultfinding that cripples all parties involved. Don't be fooled into thinking otherwise.

Afraid of offending with an off word or the slightest insensitivity, I keep an unobtrusive and silent distance. Nevertheless, my pursed lips and offish stance are perceived as cold, managing to offend all.

Moms are life's number one cheerleaders without uniforms.

No one can convince a man of his erring ways as persuasively as experience.

Hallelujah songcarries on a gentle wind,heralding a king.

When someone tells me to 'just relax,' I wonder why they don’t hand me a book?

The coldest day in fallis at the Hallows Evening ballwhere ghoulish funavoids the sunas monsters mingle wall to wall.

A dragon grows in leaps and bounds,Like troubles mounting by the pound.Its stature heightens day to day,Imposing dread and deep dismay.A paralyzing roar it gainsWhile from its snout hot fire rains.It sees you shrink. Your fear it knows.And by the hour the nightmare grows.Unless you slay the dragon soon,Your troubles may become your doom.

At the core of love is validation. It is what gives love power. For when love is given away, validation seeps in and expands in the heart of the recipient, filling up every empty, dark corner. It is a wonderful, light, consuming feeling we long for, and once found, we hope—even expect—it will forever remain. But there are times when that most precious love is revoked, and a hard scab forms over the empty hole. Though this scab is both healing and protective, it is the reason why validation from future love may not seep in so easily, no matter how wanting the heart.

Rather than critique people, try admiring God’s creative handiwork.

Numerous times throughout history, a single person has made a tremendous impact on the world. I don’t know why anyone would think that can’t still happen.

There’s always another option.There’s always another one.It’s never only 'this' or 'that,'The moon or else the sun.Don’t sigh and choose the greaterOr lesser of two plights.But look to see the stars beyondFor options vast and bright.

I've yet to find another soul who believes in me with the same fervency as my mother.

Fearing the night won’t keep the sun from setting.

New light in the skyannounces a sacred birth.Shine brightly young star.

Love in its essence is unconditional. When conditions, exceptions, and ultimatums are cast into the mix, its purity changes. It is no longer love and should be referred to by a less-desirable name.

Friendship is not about ships—no matter how big and fancy and expensive the yacht is.