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World peace, true love, and happily-ever-afters amount to wasted wishes, failed endeavors, and most precious dreams. ↗


— Richelle E. Goodrich


#endeavors #happily-ever-after #love #richelle #richelle-goodrich

Time and again the sun sets like a bedimming curtain before my eyes, taking with it all illumination, warmth, and color.  I am overwhelmed by night and the monsters that lurk in shadows of despair.  But alas, stars twinkle from afar, shedding the tiniest rays of lighted hope.  I am reminded that the sun also rises, and that morning's glory shall restore beauty to my world.  The realization of this dream is only a matter of waiting out the dreary night.  So, I shall persevere. ↗


— Richelle E. Goodrich


#hope #perseverance #richelle #richelle-goodrich #sunrise

The watchful Mishmorat commented as she waited. “Your people are so bare—so pale and plain.” “Oh?” Eena turned her head towards Niki, zeroing in on her long spotted arms. Their skin was arguably more striking—darker, artistic, with varied patterns and rich color. “I’m sorry,” the Mishmorat quickly apologized. “I didn’t mean to be rude. It’s just I’ve never seen such unblemished skin before. There’s nothing to look at.” Eena quickly pulled the new t-shirt down over her bare back. She chuckled at Niki’s comment. “I’ll admit your people are very beautiful, much more interesting to gaze at. But, I’m okay with my ‘plainness’.” Eena contemplated her own pale legs as she pulled the clean pants over them. “You’re kinda like a clear, cloudless sky,” Niki said, cocking her head wonderingly. “And you’re like…..a beautiful sky dotted with shapely clouds.” “Only dark clouds.” “Storm clouds.” “Yeah,” Niki grinned devilishly, “That’s me—a storm cloud. ↗


— Richelle E. Goodrich


#mishmorat #niki #richelle #richelle-goodrich #the-harrowbethian-saga

When there is no one to teach you life will show you. All you have to do is pay attention. People unfortunately rarely take the time to sit back and evaluate. Their too busy being busy. ↗


— Therone Shellman


#life #theroneshellman #business

One smile has the power to... Calm fears. Soften stone walls. Warm a cold heart. Invite a new friend. Mimic a loving hug. Beautify the bearer. Lighten heavy loads. Promote good deeds. Brighten a gloomy day. Comfort a grieving spirit. Offer hope to the forlorn. Send a message of caring. Lift the downtrodden soul. Patch up invisible wounds. Weaken the hold of misery. Act as medicine for suffering. Attract the companionship of angels. Fulfill the human need for recognition. Who knew changing the world would prove so simple? ↗


— Richelle E. Goodrich


#compassion #richelle #richelle-goodrich #smile #change

All I ever wanted from you was to know that I was wanted by you.  That would have changed everything. ↗


— Richelle E. Goodrich


#fate #need #richelle #richelle-goodrich #want

I wanted to puke, and from the intense paint stench that was assaulting my nasal passages. Sage wanted Gaberot, Not Tucker, not Joe, but Gabe. It was all too gross to contemplate. So of course my brain couldn't stop contemplating it. Sage and Gabe-rot sitting in the tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G! We worked in silence for a few minutes while I fumed. How could she grill me about Gabe when she was already dating Mr.Perfect? If only Daniel were here to hear all of this instead of sitting back at SDH oblivious. "So are you and Gabe, like close?" Sage asked. Ugh! "Very close," I said, tilting my head to one side,"Incestuous,actually. He's a fabulous kisser. ↗


— Kieran Scott


#funny-as-hell #dating

You're Hell's Angels, then? What chapter are you from?' REVELATIONS, CHAPTER SIX. ↗


— Neil Gaiman


#death #hells-angels #humor #death

Oh Lestat, you deserved everything that's ever happened to you. You better not die. You might actually go to hell. ↗


— Anne Rice


#death #deserved #hell #karma #lestat

Once very near the end I said, 'If you can -- if it is allowed -- come to me when I too am on my death bed.' 'Allowed!' she said. 'Heaven would have a job to hold me; and as for Hell, I'd break it into bits. ↗


— C.S. Lewis


#grief #heaven #hell #love #death






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