“ It's a waste of time worrying about something that worry won't fix. It's about as useful as trying to feed your pet rock. Richelle E. Goodrich
“ Face it; life's gonna chew you up and spit you out. If you're lucky you'll get stuck to the bottom of someone's shoe and be carried far, far away from it all. Richelle E. Goodrich
“ Live today facing forward—with your back on yesterday, your eyes on tomorrow, and your head and heart in the moment. Richelle E. Goodrich
“ Physical attractiveness is no indicator of an individual's beauty."from "The Beauty of Ugh Richelle E. Goodrich
“ Eyes, so easily deceived, might judge more rightly with lids closed, allowing ears and heart to remain wide open."from "The Beauty of Ugh Richelle E. Goodrich
“ A kiss says it all—I like you.I love you.I need you.I want you.I value you.I fancy you.I adore you.I prefer you.I missed you.I cherish you.I support you.I care for you.I long for you.I think of you.I… Richelle E. Goodrich
“ Every now and then I sit and watch the sun rise to remind myself how it's done—peacefully, steadily, warmly, and in beautiful color. Richelle E. Goodrich
“ It's mind-boggling how many different worlds people live in on this one planet. Richelle E. Goodrich
“ I love when the sun plays hide-n-seek for a few days because its invisibility often goes unnoticed. The world seems content that its presence behind the clouds is enough. But as soon as that brilliant… Richelle E. Goodrich
“ If you couldn't sense heat, you'd not be alive. And if that heat never grew uncomfortable, you would never move. And if you were stagnant—unchallenged by unpredictable flares—you would never grow capa… Richelle E. Goodrich
“ The sun shines every day without being told that it is brilliant. The mountains stand tall and majestic though no one informs them of their grandeur. The winds twirl and dance with clouds, minus cheer… Richelle E. Goodrich
“ Life is a voyage across troubled waters where our days are often spent clinging to the top of the highest mast, scouting for a comforting glimpse of shore. Richelle E. Goodrich
“ I was breaking down, wanting to fade away and cry, yet I feared ever being invisible again. My head lowered to conceal my humiliation behind a curtain of hair where I trembled as if sobbing.“Hey, Gwen… Richelle E. Goodrich
“ A guilty conscience pushed me to try harder—which I did for what seemed like a tremendous amount of wasted time, staring bug-eyed at uncooperative pencils. What was missing? The answer seemed obvious—… Richelle E. Goodrich
