Quotes by Richelle E. Goodrich

No one is without troubles, without personal hardships and genuine challenges.  That fact may not be obvious because most people dont advertise their woes and heartaches.  But nobody, not even the purest heart, escapes life without suffering battle scars.

Nothing in this world compares to the comfort and security of having someone just hold your hand.

Dont ever give up. Dont ever give in. Dont ever stop trying. Dont ever sell out. And if you find yourself succumbing to one of the above for a brief moment, pick yourself up, brush yourself off, whisper a prayer, and start where you left off.But never, ever, ever give up.

A daily dose of daydreaming heals the heart, soothes the soul, and strengthens the imagination.

Never give up. Its like breathing—once you quit, your flame dies letting total darkness extinguish every last gasp of hope. You cant do that. You must continue taking in even the shallowest of breaths, continue putting forth even the smallest of efforts to sustain your dreams. Dont ever, ever, ever give up.

Courage to me is doing something daring, no matter how afraid, insecure, intimidated, alone, unworthy, incapable, ridiculed or whatever other paralyzing emotion you might feel. Courage is taking action....no matter what.  So youre afraid? Be afraid.  Be scared silly to the point youre trembling and nauseous, but do it anyway!

One way or another, I think we are all destined to learn the same lessons in life. Universal truths are universal truths. They cannot be changed.

Statistics, likelihoods, and probabilities mean everything to men, nothing to God.

If God were to make a million lovely flowers in your image and plant them in a garden with you among them, I would still know you by your scent and by the feel of your petals and by the crazy way you lean towards my light whenever I draw near.

Pray each morning and each night.Talk to God and be polite.Tell Him what youre grateful for.Leave your troubles at His door.Share your wishes, needs, and hopes.Ask God how to bravely cope.Tell Him all you learned today.Say the things you need to say.Beg forgiveness for your sins.Pray to live with Him again.Speak with earnest heart and soul.He will listen. This I know.For prayer is hope put to the test.And hope is faith in what is best.Faith is power to do great things.Thus, prayer is faiths enabling wings.

Mistakes focus our minds on specific details. They weed out truths and afford us goals, bringing straight to our attention lessons to be learned. Mistakes are not meant to make us failures; they are meant to make us wise.

We live that we might have experience; that through it we might gain wisdom, compassion, faith, and inner strength.

Just pick a goal and stick to it―no big complicated secret.

You can capture this body of mine, take away my freedom and enslave me. You may even have the power to capture my soul and sentence me to the realm of eternal darkness. But my dreams you cannot touch. They are my will―the very essence of who I am. In them I laugh. In them I cry. In them I love. And in them.....I live.My dreams are untouchable and unceasing.

I dont so much mind looking back on having lost the election, or having been denied a role in the play, or having had my novel repeatedly rejected, or having been turned down for a date, or recalling laughter at my expense when I attempted some silly challenge.  Those things simply prove that I lived life.  What I do mind, however, is looking back on the lost opportunities where imagined concerns kept me from even trying—lose or win.  Ive learned that there is no regret in a brave attempt, only in cowering to fear.

A poet is simply an artist whose medium is human emotions.  A poet chisels away at our own sensibilities, shaping our vision while molding our hearts.  A poet wraps words around our own feelings and presents them as fresh gifts to humanity.

I love words.  I crave descriptions that overwhelm my imagination with vivid detail.  I dwell on phrases that make my heart thrum.  I cherish expressions that pierce my emotions and force the tears to spill over.   In essence, I long for a writers soul sealed in ink on the page.

Life isnt all grand, but it isnt all miserable either.  Theres both sweet and sour in every day.  So why focus on the ugly when you can gaze at whats beautiful?  Concentrate on the good.

You will realize one day that all the money in the world cannot buy you happiness. Nor can it make you a person of good character. 

When I count my blessings, I find you in every one.