Richelle E Goodrich Quotes
The greater self-confidence an individual possesses, the less inclined he is to put down others. This says a lot about those who constantly belittle.
I wish upon a glimmering star, My hopes as distant and as far. So if this wish does not come true, I’m thankful for the few that do.
What a mother wants is to hold her babies when they’re small and to be held by them once they’ve grown tall. It’s empty arms a mother dreads.
Your life is a personal lesson. For everyone else it is a loud example.
I once thought it would take a miracle to improve my circumstances. Now, I believe it will take something far more powerful, if such a thing exists.
Making a wish is fun to do.Dreaming it out is much fun too.Work, and your wish just might come true.
I've yet to find another soul who believes in me with the same fervency as my mother.
In the middle of a grocery store, two children were horsing around (one holding the other in a headlock) when the mother turned abruptly to give them a stern repr
I am not what you see.I am what time and effort and interaction slowly unveil.
When there is not enough time to do your best, do the best you can with the time you have.
Stubbornness is surely just taut-jawed, clenched-fisted madness.
The bulk of life is discovering who you are—and then reconciling that with who you wish you were.
They say to never look back.But sometimes I do. It’s gratifying to see how far I’ve come.
Wilted or in bloom, taking or lending daylight, the world transitions.
Sail through the good days, and on bad days pick a spot of blue sky to steer toward.
Oh, mightiest wind, wilt thou cease thy breathing inand hold thy exhales?
Twinkle tiny star.Oh, how great you truly are!God's sign from afar.
A whiff of fresh mintthat tastes like strawberry pie.Your kisses tempt me.
The key to a better life isn't always a change of scenery. Sometimes it simply requires opening your eyes.
Time machines, magic portals, transporters, worm holes, flying carpets, relocation charms—such things do exist. They're called books.
Because, " said a boy."Because why?" asked a young girl."Because I love you.
The blue of daylightfades and chills as the sun sinksbeneath clouds of fire.
Be careful what you wish for. It may turn out that making the wish was the only good part.
Love is an afternoon of fishing when I'd sooner be at the ballet. Love is eating burnt toast and lumpy graving with a big s
Your weaknesses may not seem overwhelming, but they will create the biggest problems you face.
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.
A man once believed he could fly—and he did. Another believed he could walk on the moon—and he did. Why not believe your wildest dreams can come true? Why not see the stars as reachable?
Laughter and love are their own forms of exercise meant to keep a body healthy.
There are times you find yourself standing by the wayside, watching as someone struggles to dig a well with a spoon, and you wish with all your heart you had arms and a shovel.
It is in the coldest months that hugs linger snug, and they warm the soul the most.
Those things that challenge the worst in us tend to strengthen the best in us.
Obsessing over something that has jarred your world is called coping.
There are no rest stops on the road of life. Otherwise they'd be congested with traffic.
It wasn't a kiss that changed the frog, but the fact that a young girl looked beneath warts and slime and believed she saw a prince. So he became one.
Mothers care in volumes of tears and earnestness of prayers and a depth of emotion others cannot fathom.
While silently brooding, I am drawn to the start of a sweet melody that travels to my ear from afar. I smile, reminded that my heart can dance when my feet can't.
Life is a walk through the forest. Don't fear the trees, fear what lurks behind them.
Sometimes while gazing at the night's sky, I imagine stars looking down making wishes on the brightest of us.
Saying 'I'm sorry' is saying 'I love you' with a wounded heart in one hand and your smothered pride in the other.
Your tongue tends to say more about you when it blabs about other people.