Richelle E Goodrich Quotes

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Richelle E. Goodrich
“If you plan to build walls around me, know this—I will walk through them.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Past and Present I know well; each is a friend and sometimes an enemy to me. But it is the quiet, beckoning Future, an absolute stranger, with whom I have fallen madly in love.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons

Richelle E. Goodrich
“You are here to make a difference, to either improve the world or worsen it. And whether or not you consciously choose to, you will accomplish one or the other.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“We try so hard to instruct our children in all the right things―teaching good from bad, explaining choices and consequences―when in reality most lessons are learned through observation and experience. Perhaps we'd be better off training our youth to be highly observant.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Easter is…
Joining in a birdsong,
Eying an early sunrise,
Smelling yellow daffodils,
Unbolting windows and doors,
Skipping through meadows,
Cuddling newborns,
Hoping, believing,
Reviving spent life,
Inhaling fresh air,
Sprinkling seeds along furrows,
Tracking in the mud.
Easter is the soul’s first taste of spring.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Your opponent's wrong doesn't automatically make you right. Most fights aren't about who's right; they are contention over degrees of wrongness.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“If you invest nothing, the reward is worth little.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Being Bold

Richelle E. Goodrich
“When it comes to fighting for your dreams, be a dragon. Breathe fire.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons

Richelle E. Goodrich
“It's okay to be absurd, ridiculous, and downright irrational at times; silliness is sweet syrup that helps us swallow the bitter pills of life.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“You can capture this body of mine, take away my freedom and enslave me.
You may even have the power to capture my soul and sentence me to the realm of eternal darkness.
But my dreams you cannot touch. They are my will―the very essence of who I am.
In them I laugh.
In them I cry.
In them I love.
And in them.....I live.
My dreams are untouchable and unceasing.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Eena, The Dawn and Rescue

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Be loved for who you are, for everything that constitutes you. Be loved for your core beliefs, your strengths and weaknesses, your admirable traits and troublesome baggage. Be loved for you, because anything less is not love at all.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Face it―nobody cares.
But so what? Their apathy doesn't diminish your worth. Learn from it. Make it your job to care for those around you so that they don't feel like nobody cares.”
Richelle E. Goodrich

Richelle E. Goodrich
“When I say I love the silence, I'm not being entirely truthful. What I actually love are the abundant, delicate sounds that amplify when I'm silent. These curious creaks, mutters, and hums compel my imagination.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
The Devil's Rose

You would never take a rose from a beast.
If his callous hand were to hold out a scarlet flower, his grip unaffected by pricking thorns, you would shrink from the gift and refuse it. I know that is what you would do.

But the cunning beast will have his beauty.

He hunts not in hopeless pursuit, for fear would have you sprint all the day long. Thus, he turns toward the shadows and clutches the rosebud, crunching and twisting until every delicate petal is detached. One falls not far from your feet, and you notice the red spot in the snow.

The color sparkles in the sunlight, catching your curious eye. No beast stands in sight; there is nothing to fear, so you dare retrieve the lone petal. The touch of temptation is velvet against your thumb. It carries a scent you bring to your nose, and both eyes close to float on a cloud of perfume.

As your lashes lift, another scarlet drop stains the snow at a near distance. A glance around perceives no danger, and so your footprints scar the snowflakes to retrieve another rosy leaflet as soft and sweet as the first. Your eyes shine with flecks of golden greed at the discovery of more discarded petals, and you blame the wind for scattering them mere footprints apart. All you want is a few, so you step and snatch, step and snatch, step and snatch.

Soon, there is enough velvet to rub against your cheek like a silken kerchief. Your collection of one-plus-one-more reeks of floral essence.

Distracted, you jump at the sight of the beast in your path. He stands before his lair, grinning without love. His callous hands grip at thorns on a single naked stem, and you look down at your own hands that now cup his rose. But how can it be? You would never take a rose from a beast. You would shrink from the gift and refuse it. He knows that is what you would do.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“When I count my blessings, I find you in every one.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Pray each morning and each night.
Talk to God and be polite.
Tell Him what you're grateful for.
Leave your troubles at His door.

Share your wishes, needs, and hopes.
Ask God how to bravely cope.
Tell Him all you learned today.
Say the things you need to say.

Beg forgiveness for your sins.
Pray to live with Him again.
Speak with earnest heart and soul.
He will listen. This I know.

For prayer is hope put to the test.
And hope is faith in what is best.
Faith is power to do great things.
Thus, prayer is faith's enabling wings.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“The effects of loss are acute, and unique to each individual. Not everyone mourns in the same way, but everyone mourns.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“The world seems to want us to be sad and angry because bad things frequently happen. But I say we should feel the opposite. We should be happy and cheerful because good things happen. We should be delighted to see the sun rise and stars glow and rainbows color stormy skies. We should savor every simple breath and eat each meal with gratitude. We should slumber in sweet dreams and relish moments of laughter and love. We should take more notice of the joys and kindnesses that do exist, still dictating the actions of millions of good people all over the world. Life is filled with pleasant moments, not just grief. We should be happy because this is true.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons

Richelle E. Goodrich
“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.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Smile wide to receive many smiles in return. But if you want a good laugh, smirk like a wicked, little imp and watch the range of expressions you're flashed.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons

Richelle E. Goodrich
“My goals may seem impossibly far-fetched when really they're not.
Break them down into steps and see how I accomplish great things.
I can easily reach from A to B.
I can manage from B to C.
I can then make it from C to D.
And so eventually, I will find my way from A to Z.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Kindness is a girl's best friend.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes

Richelle E. Goodrich
“It isn’t always true that a critical end justifies desperate means.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, The Tarishe Curse

Richelle E. Goodrich
“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.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons

Richelle E. Goodrich
“I wish I were a tree.
Tall. Strong. Abiding.
Rooted in the spot I stand, impervious to lures that drag the transient here and there. Possessing neither a negligent ear nor a traitorous tongue that would only soak in and breath out rabid gossip. Able to endure fickle shifts in the wind and not bend. Lazing under the fierce sun, weariless, suffering no sweat or burn.
Alive, sipping water, quietly providing.
How I wish I were a tree.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, A Heart Made of Tissue Paper

Richelle E. Goodrich
“To offer your life in defense of another is a valiant, honorable way to die.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Eena, The Companionship of the Dragon's Soul

Richelle E. Goodrich
“The past wasn’t something that could be changed or repaired, and so it was a place Ian refused to dwell. That wasn’t the case with Eena. She often wandered on pathways long since set in stone. That was her way. She had some need to rearrange those stones from her past every now and then, as if changing how she perceived them altered anything. He felt guilty for wishing she would turn her back on it all. To him, no matter how the past was viewed, it was still the same pile of unchangeable, regrettable stones.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Eena, The Tempter's Snare

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Oh sun! Fervid sun!
You welcome me with summer.
Drench me in your rays.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, Being Bold

Richelle E. Goodrich
“Hush, hush.
Hear the earth breathe.
Watch the wildflowers bloom.
Feel the calm of the silent dawn.
Be still.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, A Heart Made of Tissue Paper

Richelle E. Goodrich
“I want to hear her laugh.

To watch sunbeams awaken her visage and shine through her eyes. To see the gray clouds of regret that hang heavy over her head rain away to nothing.

I want to hear her sunny voice dance on the breeze, as light and free as glossy bubbles, floating up…up…up to pop like hiccups. I want to know the type and form of key I must cut to unshackle even a portion of her joy.

If I could pluck the winning feather; if my smile could convince; if I could stroke her vocal chords like harp strings and make each treble note ascend to euphoria. Oh, to hear the giggled melody she would release into a world craving the balm of mirth!
I ache to experience that. I am desperate for it.

I live for the day I hear her laugh.”
Richelle E. Goodrich, A Heart Made of Tissue Paper

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