Richelle Goodrich Quotes

Maybe there is no such thing as success—a final destination where you arrive once and for all. Maybe existence is a never-ending journey of peaks and valleys and forever chasing dreams.

The real achievers are those who, in the dreary pit of sacrifice, still smile up at the goal.

Knowing the path to follow doesn't make it a breeze to step along. If every desire were only a skip, hop, and a jump away, we'd all have arrived.

Remember this—the journey is part of the dream.  Whatever it is you're chasing, so long as you are actively moving in the right direction, the dream is coming true.

Between here and there is a journey illuminated by the rising and setting of a radiant sun. Don't miss its splendor in your all-fired hurry to cross the finish line.

The funny thing about an impossibility is that it tends to be a magnet for those who would prove it otherwise.

It is a pleasurable thing to earn the admiration of others, but it is a far better feeling to honestly admire thyself.

It's none of your concern what others say or think about you. Your happiness is your own responsibility.

Are you what others say and think you are?  Or are you who you are regardless of what others say and think?

There are far too many silent sufferers.  Not because they don't yearn to reach out, but because they've tried and found no one who cares.

Just because a person successfully steers a voyage through hell doesn't mean he ever wants to sail that route again.

Since when is failure more appealing? Never give up.

Mystery, why so attractive to me?You blind me with fear, place hope on my tongue, and with a cold kiss draw me forward. Wary and trembling, I follow.

It's one thing to give out excellent advice, but quite another to personally swallow it.

Gratitude is medicine for a heart devastated by tragedy.  If you can only be thankful for the blue sky, then do so.

Death was a quiet evil, unavoidable like the dark night and defenseless sleep and tearful sorrows. It had hunted her down and slithered close, wanting only to smother every last flicker of

It seems there is more interest in sunsets than sunrises. Perhaps because innately we fear the dark.

Evil exists in this world because it has its place. For had you never sat blindly through the darkness of night, your eyes wouldn't turn toward the sunrise to appreciate its warmth and illumination.

Write the ending first and then you'll know before the opening sentence that it's going to be a good book.

To most, being locked away in solitary with nothing but pen and paper would prove a hard punishment. What a strange creature who views this as heaven.

Gratitude doesn't change the scenery.  It merely washes clean the glass you look through so you can clearly see the colors.

Tomorrow is an illusion suggesting that another chance always exists.  It is a dangerously false illusion.

It's an unfortunate fact that I'm easily discouraged. But the fortunate truth is I'm stubborn as hell and near impossible to sway in my resolve.

Life is just repeated attempts at trying to do better.

When I finally find that one willing agent, I'll have found my prize in the Cracker Jack box.

I love writing poetry because it's pretty. I love writing pretty.

A session of boasting won't attract any real friends.  It will set you up on a pedestal, however, making you a clearer target.

To encourage me is to believe in me, which gives me the power to defeat dragons.

Had she any respect for him at all, his words would've affected her. But no value accompanies comments spewed from the mouth of a brute.

Christmas, when observed with the right spirit, still has the power to call miracles from Heaven to Earth.

The power of a smile is such that even drawing a happy face on a piece of paper makes your lips turn up.

Happiness is simply a habit of looking on the brighter side of everything.

Your body and spirit, subconscious and conscious—every portion of you recognizes home.  That is why on the moment of arrival, your entire being relaxes into a contented puddle of joy.

Nothing else has the power to calm, comfort, and care for you better than home.

The place where you continually return for love and acceptance—that's home.

Real? Real depends upon your perspective, Annabelle. People never see life exactly the same way. The world is what you think it is.

Yes, happiness is dependent upon misery. For we all feel a swell of happiness after our circumstances improve from a misery recently suffered.

Optimism: That effervescent, blindingly- bright, perky, chipper,  twittering quality you want to squash out of annoying people.

Laugh as if it's funny, embrace as if it's love, and smile anyway.

A daydreamer is a writer just waiting for pen and paper.

A closed book will lie there like a dead horse. But an open book will kick, buck, and bolt through perceived adventures like a wild and free stallion. So hold on.

To fight discouragement, remind yourself of the basics: I can write.I have the opportunity to do so. I love what I write. Now smile and be thankful.

Gratitude is the real treasure God wants us to find, because it isn't the pot of gold but the rainbow that colors our world.

Prove that you love me through a lingering gaze and never losing that twinkle of adoration in your eyes.

It is human nature to try hardest to accomplish the very thing we are told is impossible.  Why?  Because innately we know that nothing's impossible.

Mr. Cat and Mr. Dog were neighbors who fought like, well, cats and dogs. That is until Mr. Rat moved in. It's fascinating how easily two enemies ally at the introduction of a third.

The direction you choose to face determines whether you're standing at the end or the beginning of a road.

What's in a name?  The accumulation of reputations from all who've owned it before you.

Life is a character-building opportunity that we all volunteered for.

Happiness is feeling confident that the god of this universe is pleased with the things you say and do.