Richelle E. Goodrich Quotes - Page 2

Why certainly, words possess power.  They do!  But releasing their magic requires combining and arranging those words in the right order.

Chameleonesque, hobbitish, unicorned, stompled, selfishism, and unwakeable may not be real words, but you do know what they mean.

The written word can make one pause and contemplate. It can make a reader sigh to dream or question a belief in considerable depth.  But all of that is nothing if those words fail to touch the heart and make one feel.

There are still blue skies and rainbows and days bathed in sunlight.
There are colorful shade trees filled with sweet bird songs.
And there are wishing stars in the heavens as well as angels in God's service.
So lift up your eyes.
Refuse to be unhappy.

We hunger after the sweet nectar of happiness without understanding that it is harvested from the flowering field of good deeds.

Wanting help, I reached out to serve. Seeking happiness, I smiled and offered comfort. Yearning for love, I showed love. And now I understand. My life was never about me, it was always about you.

A real treasure becomes such only after it's been desperately sought after.

No matter what you write, no matter how meticulous and painstaking the creation process, someone is going to laugh, scorn, and dissect your work with criticism while another quietly falls in love with it.

Some build their castles 'mid thunderbolts and fireworks. My worlds take shape in silence.

Artistry exists in everyone. What makes it blossom is a soul's personal desire to find an outlet for expression.

Authors always carry a means for scribbling and an excuse for pausing, often inopportunely, to record those fleeting sparks of creative fancy that might otherwise vanish like a wisp in the wind if ignored.  Writing is a jealous and needy lover.

I believe the main purpose of life is to accept with gratitude what you've been blessed with so that you may use those gifts to mold yourself into the best person you can possibly be. Learning to discern things of true value from those of little or no worth is part of the process.

Life isn't a lazy cruise on some endless, calm, and temperate sea. Life is a raging ocean with swells and tidal waves that wreck and sink your boat. Life is a series of storms―overcast skies, fierce winds, and pelting rain. You were meant to be immersed in it all―first to float, then swim, and eventually to walk on water.

Life is learning to take God's hand.....and hold on.

I'm starting to think this world is just a place for us to learn that we need each other more than we want to admit.

You are here to make a difference, to either improve the world or worsen it. And whether or not you consciously choose to, you will accomplish one or the other.

I see the good in the world because I choose to. I don't imagine that it's there; it's there waiting to be noticed.

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

Don't ever give up.
Don't ever give in.
Don't ever stop trying.
Don't 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.

Never give up.
It's like breathing - once you quit, your flame dies letting total darkness extinguish every last gasp of hope. You can't do that. You must continue taking in even the shallowest of breaths, continue putting forth even the smallest of efforts to sustain your dreams. Don't ever, ever, ever give up.