richelle-goodrich

A session of boasting won't attract any real friends. _It will set you up on a pedestal, however, making you a clearer target.

I made a sorry face in response to such strong insistence, but I couldn__ believe him. Fantasies were exactly that.._..fantasies. Whimsy. Wishes. Mere castles in the sky without foundation or substance. Dreams didn__ come true. To believe so would be to believe falsely, to surrender to madness, to give in to an unreliable hope that would crush me once again as it always, always did!

When we all pass from this life and gather on the other side, the only thing each of us will have is his own story to tell.

In a world plagued with commonplace tragedies, only one thing exists that truly has the power to save lives, and that is love.

To encourage me is to believe in me, which gives me the power to defeat dragons.

Don__ simply exist in this world, but grasp life__ potential by the jacket. Dare it to be all it can. Make life historical__ gripping account of accomplishment. Make life a mystery__ challenging, bold adventure. Make life heartfelt__n enduring, poetic romance. Whatever it is you make of your world, live the fairytale.

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Had she any respect for him at all, his words would've affected her. But no value accompanies comments spewed from the mouth of a brute.

Barking at people earns their respect about as effectively as staring into the sun improves your vision.

It's strange how in childhood it feels like tomorrow won't come until the end of forever, but in adulthood it feels like the end of forever could come tomorrow.

Christmas, when observed with the right spirit, still has the power to call miracles from Heaven to Earth.

Happiness is simply a habit of looking on the brighter side of everything.

The power of a smile is such that even drawing a happy face on a piece of paper makes your lips turn up.

I can't force your lips to smile, but I can show them how easily mine do.

The happiest adults are those who never buried old toys or abandoned imaginary friends.

Happiness has two hands: one with strength for lifting up heavy hearts and a gentle hand for tickling.

There are those who fear the sunset, worried they will never see light again. There are those who ignore the sunrise, squandering dawn, believing they will never run out of daylight. And then there are those who have learned to live in the sun's warmth, gauging time by its positions, thankful at night that the day happened. Be aware of time. Use it wisely. Be thankful for the light allotted.

Nothing else has the power to calm, comfort, and care for you better than home.