richelle-e-goodrich

Sympathy is imagining the pain. Empathy is having suffered through it first.

Empathy is a hand thick with scars offering you a bandage.

Kindness is going out of your way to perform favors regarded as wonderful by the recipient.

The soft heart is not a thing to harden but a treasure to protect. For soft hearts extend mercy, compassion, refuge, and God__ redemption to the world.

What kind of person is void of compassion? A heartless one. But alas, compassion cannot exist without the endurance of afflictions.

If we simply imagined that everyone who crossed our path was living out his or her very last day on Earth, we might treat people as kindly as we ought to each day they lived.

Jesus Christ died to save us from our sins; we tend to concentrate on that merciful fact. But isn't it also true He lived to show us a lifestyle free from sin? So, wouldn't following in his footsteps be something like preventative medicine?

Unto you is bornin the city of Davida Savior for all.

Imagine if we were all magical leprechauns, and every wish ever made on a four-leaf clover obliged us to help others obtain their wishes. Now imagine if people simply lived like this were true.

Of all the magic words in existence, words of kindness create the greatest transformation spells.

Missing someone is the reverberating echo of everything beautiful about her__er laugh, her song, her touch, her smell, the power of her words, and the constant shadow that lingers on as her perfect image in your memory.

You can capture this body of mine, take away my freedom and enslave me. You may even have the power to capture my soul and sentence me to the realm of eternal darkness. But my dreams you cannot touch. They are my will__he very essence of who I am. In them I laugh. In them I cry. In them I love. And in them.....I live.My dreams are untouchable and unceasing.

If you love something, you find a way to have it in your life. Opposers may take away your means and tools, but you simply turn to crude replacements, fashioning them from scraps if necessary. Threats only make you steal moments of secrecy to satisfy your love. And if it means but a morsel here and there, you accept each crumb gladly because nothing else can even begin to satisfy your hunger.

The bigger the dream, the better the story.

The trait I regard most highly in a man is kindness. Thoughtful, consistent kindness. All other qualities__hether charming, witty, handsome, enterprising, powerful, seductive, or ingenious__ither in comparison to a truly kind man.

We live that we might have experience; that through it we might gain wisdom, compassion, faith, and inner strength.

Friendship is not about ships__o matter how big and fancy and expensive the yacht is.

Friends are those crazy people who keep coming back, in spite of being exposed to the real you.