“Mirror, mirror on the wall, I have placed you in my hall Where I wander every day. Echo beauty, and you’ll stay.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“The moon is my fear. The sun is my heart afire. The stars, my love songs.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“A timid act may be more bold than one would first assume, for whispering truth is braver than to silently resume.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Sometimes poets expect me to think far deeper than I'm willing to dig.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Silly little monster” all would say. They’d scratch its head and turn away until it snatched their tiny noses. They couldn’t even… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“The wind is made of haunting souls that moan and groan in whistles and whispers. This ghostly choir chills the breeze and… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“The horses have stopped their clippity-clop, but feet are too slow for where I must go. So here I shall stay until… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“The sweetest melody that plays on starry nights and wintry days, most soothing to my listening ears and calming to beleaguering fears,… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Dear Father in Heaven, I thank thee this day for blessings and mercies thou sendest my way. I thank thee for comfort… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“ Today Today is the day that good things come your way, and then bad things to suck all the fun from… — 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
“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
“Two powerful, little words I've learned to use when facing challenges, fears, and doubts— so what? ” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“ 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
“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
“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
“Memories of past. Heartaches of old. Courage of brass. Lessons of gold.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“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
“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
“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
“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
“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
“You made a choice—a single choice. How neat to think you may have opened the door to a wondrous future without knowing.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“The key to valuing something is to lose it and then realize how rare it was—after which you pray like mad to regain what… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
“Rather than critique people, try admiring God’s creative handiwork.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share
