#richelle

The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#mead #richelle #vampire #imagination

There's nothing worse than waiting and not knowing what'll happen to you. Your own imagination can be crueler than any captor. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#frostbite #mead #richelle #vampire #imagination

The incident with Dawn hadn't been one of my finer moments. I honestly hadn't expected to break any bones when I shoved her into a tree. Still, the incident had given me a dangerous reputation. The story had gained legendary status, and I liked to imagine that it was still being told around campfires late at night. Judging by the look on the girl's face, it was. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #vampire-academy #imagination

I don’t suppose there’s a Georgina Kincaid Instruction Manual around somewhere to help me avoid these embarrassing blunders in the future.” “We sell them downstairs.” “Oh yeah? Is there a page on how to woo the fair Georgina?” “Page? Hell, there’s a whole chapter.” “Required reading, I’d imagine.” “Definitely. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#richelle-mead #succubus-blues #imagination

Little girls grow up thinking that knights in shining armor actually exist.  But they don't.  And if those valiant heroes ever did bless this world with their chivalrous deeds, I imagine, just like Christ's apostles, they were destroyed by envy on the battlefront. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#heroes #knights #love #richelle #richelle-goodrich

Authors always carry a means for scribbling and an excuse for pausing, often inopportunely, to record those fleeting sparks of creative fancy that might otherwise vanish like a wisp in the wind if ignored.  Writing is a jealous and needy lover. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#creativity #inopportunity #jealousy #need #richelle

Why is it we must suffer the loss of something so dear before we realize what a treasure we had? Why must the sun be darkened before we feel how genuinely impossible it is to live without its warmth? Why within the misery of absence does love grow by such bounds? Why must life be this way? It is a strange existence where such suffering makes us far better people. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#hardship #improving #learning #life #richelle

Your body and spirit, subconscious and conscious - every portion of you recognizes home.  That is why on the moment of arrival, your entire being relaxes into a contented puddle of joy. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#home #joy #richelle #richelle-goodrich #home

Every once in awhile God allows you to stub your toe as a kind reminder to be grateful for the miraculous body attached to it. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#gratitude #richelle #richelle-goodrich #thankfulness #richelle-goodrich

A daydreamer is a writer just waiting for pen and paper. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#daydreaming #fantasies #richelle #richelle-goodrich #stories