Richelle E. Goodrich Quotes - Page 6

A monster's worst fear is of being found.

Life is a walk through the forest. Don't fear the trees; fear what lurks behind them.

Fear is the devil's most powerful tool because he can't always convince a good man to do wrong, but he can paralyze his will with fright, keeping a good man from doing what is right. It eventually results in the same end.

There are few things better than losing yourself in a book. And if you're lucky enough to have that adventure continue in a series, it's like chocolate ganache on the icing on the cake.

A good dose of fantasy is exercise for your sensibilities; it keeps your avatar strong.

A closed book will lie there like a dead horse. But an open book will kick, buck, and bolt through perceived adventures like a wild and free stallion. So hold on.

Closed books are like closed eyes - you must open them to see anything.

Beauty exists, even in unlikely places. The key isn't to open your eyes but to open your heart.

The most irresistible beauty is the radiant glow from a kind and gentle heart.

Always be good, but be wickedly beautiful.

Physical attractiveness is no indicator of an individual's beauty."

from "The Beauty of Ugh

Anyone who takes the time to be kind is beautiful."

from: "The Beauty of Ugh"

Happiness is seeing blessings in disguise, beauty under camouflage, and love amid conflict.

Beauty that pleases the eye is a frail, fleeting illusion. But that beauty capable of pleasing the heart can endure endlessly.

Some people are like gravity; they draw you into a room with a hop in your step and a smile on your face. Others are like the stench of sulfur; they make you scowl and want to swivel on the balls of your feet towards a quick exit. Have you stopped to think if you are gravity or sulfur?

Nature awakens in brilliant colors of autumn, making me wish winter would bid adieu.

There are things
that make no sense,
that seem unreal,
that can’t be grasped
or understood
or explained,
that maybe don’t even exist…
And still, somehow, those wonderful things touch and change our lives.
Isn’t it strange?

I survive on moments of make-believe happiness.

Imagine fantasy and pretend as neither fantastical nor pretended.....and then believe it.

Don't ever quit pretending.