“Such a nasty bruise,” he says, staring straight into my eyes. I am stunned he can see it. Delicate to the touch… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Don't lick your wounds unless you care to taste the sting a second time.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“It’s a difficult thing having a heart made of glass; people don’t seem to realize how easily it shatters. How often I’ve… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“My pain builds like storm clouds―massive, dark, and heavy with teardrops. Moisture falls torrential as if my world is a violent, eternal… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Acknowledge that some moments are just plain awful―desperate and gloomy and painful and miserable and nothing at all but anguish. No truthful,… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Sunlight’s warmth on my face awoke me in the morning. I didn’t remember falling asleep or how I came to be in… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Rain is a lullaby heard through a thick, isolating blanket of clouds. It is the tinkling harp of water droplets; a moist… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Truth is, I’m generally happiest when it’s just me. It’s okay to be madly in love with yourself.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“As ofttimes as it rains on my little spot of earth, you'd think I'd grow accustomed to the gloom.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Two powerful, little words I've learned to use when facing challenges, fears, and doubts— so what? ” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“ Happily-ever-afters don't come in happily-every-days . They are found at the end of challenges-ever-met, promises-ever-kept, and tears-ever-wept.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Curiosity killed the cat, but not before teaching her that honey bees are not sweet, tweeting birds are slow to react, mice can serve… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“A session of boasting won't attract any real friends. It will set you up on a pedestal, however, making you a clearer target.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Memories of past. Heartaches of old. Courage of brass. Lessons of gold.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Mystery, why so attractive to me? You blind me with fear, place hope on my tongue, and with a cold kiss draw me forward.… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“It's amusing to me that we refer to people who live in their heads as detached, disturbed, or mad, when reality for anyone is… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Such a nasty bruise,” he says, staring straight into my eyes. I am stunned he can see it. Delicate to the touch and tender… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“You would think those who have endured unkindness would be kinder as a result, intent on sparing others the awful suffering they abhorred firsthand.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“While you judge me by my outward appearance I am silently doing the same to you, even though there's a ninety-percent chance that in… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
