“Of course I want the moon. And were you to offer it, I'd propose as a trade the stars in my eyes.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“You are the one star I wish upon nightly, praying your glory will fall from the heavens and land in my undeserving… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Sometimes while gazing at the night sky, I imagine stars looking down making wishes on the brightest of us.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“The sun, moon, and stars God gave to the world, but He embedded their glories in your countenance just for me. Woven… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“If I were to sit on the ocean floor and look toward the sky, I might see a whale or electric eel… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“No misery compares to staring at a clear night's sky with arms stretched toward a coveted star, wishing on what is forever… — 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
