1,627 Quotes by Richelle E. Goodrich

A new star shines bright.Angels herald the good news.The Christ child is born.

The Christmas spiritwhispers softly in my earto be of good cheer.

Lavender lilies all dotted with spots.Sun-yellow daffodils clustered in pots.Blue morning-glories climb trellises high.Powder-white asters like stars in the sky.Thick, pink peonies unfold in the sun.Winter adieu now that spring has begun.

I look in the mirror and see myself,and yet I really don’t.Only an image is perceived,not things I will or things I won’t.Ideas in my mind I cannot see.No glimpse of how I feel.Shreds of emotion shape my gaze,but depth, the mirror will not reveal.I see my reflection colored in,my hair, my skin, my eyes.Hues in my heart and shades of thoughtremain unlit by fire or skies.I smile at the mirror and watch it grin,hasty to copy me, but who I am ‘twill never know.Mirrors don’t reflect identities.

Real, true, key success is honestly liking yourself.

A timid act may be more bold than one would first assume,for whispering truth is braverthan to silently resume.

Don't sink too deep into yourself. That is the secret to happiness.

Yes, love is a super power. It is the ultimate super power.

In sleep I visit the vast unknown to dream wondrous possibilities into existence.