richelle-goodrich

Freedom is essential to the pursuit of happiness. Freedom is essential to artistic evolution and expression. Freedom is essential to the expansion of the human mind. Freedom is essential to the development and application of basic humanitarianism.Freedom is essential to the creation of an individual's will, motivations, preferences, and unique talents. In essence, freedom is essential to the success and progress of humanity.

Anyone who looks good with a bald head is seriously sexy.

Sheep and goats and cowsgather 'round a manger bedto awe at a babe.

MOM__istress Of Miracles

While silently brooding, I am drawn to the start of a sweet melody that travels to my ear from afar. I smile, reminded that my heart can dance when my feet can't.

Mothers care in volumes of tears and earnestness of prayers and a depth of emotion others cannot fathom.

Take time to laugh, to talk, to hug, and to cry. These are the human relief valves.

Your life is a personal lesson. For everyone else it is a loud example.

The least effort is the feat most likely to be accomplished.

The key to a better life isn't always a change of scenery. Sometimes it simply requires opening your eyes.

Learn to look up now and then, just in case a piano is falling from overhead.

It is my belief that almost anyone can be had with breadcrumbs. For if you leave a trail of the right variety, your prey will come straight to you.

I wish upon a glimmering star,My hopes as distant and as far. So if this wish does not come true,I__ thankful for the few that do.

Announcing the intended arrival of some people is kind of like issuing a hurricane warning._

It is to our own detriment that we underestimate the might of small and simple things.

You know the story._ The Nalnom rotated his hand in the air as if she should recall it. __ don__. I__e never heard the story._ Joshlon summarized it for her. __rometheus was turned into a dragon by his angry lover, Naradite. She refused to turn him back into his manly form. He became the first fire-breathing dragon__aga the Terrible._ Eena dropped her lower jaw. __hat?_ __aradite turned Prometheus into a dragon,_ Joshlon repeated. __aga._ __nd Prometheus is Edgar__ father?_ She was sure the surrounding stares were the result of her virtually shouting out the question. Joshlon answered with some hesitance in his voice. __ don__ know who Edgar is, but Edgarmetheus was supposedly the son of Prometheus, the illegitimate child of him and his lover, Naradi

I wished upon the moon one night, bewitched by how it shone so white. While staring up with some excite my eyes beheld a wondrous sight! _The moon so lustrous and white transformed into an armored knight who caused me just a moments fright when he jumped down from such a height. _No more a soft, celestial light, he was my lover, day and night. _ This caused the world a serious plight. _How harsh a sting and deep the bite inflicted on the world, alright, to lose their blackest-hour light. _And so I've come to set things right, to offer up without a fight my lover wished for one clear night. _I hold him close. _He hugs me tight, then climbs again to heaven's height to glow a bluer shade of bright. _I stare at my beloved knight, not wanting to be impolite, and in my heart with all my might I wish a wish that isn't right. _Now and then the world still spites a shadowless and moonless night when we steal softly out of sight to hold each other 'til daylight and share in lovers true delight.

Choose altruism, because selfishism is a lonely, cold, dark hole.