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A Heart Made of Tissue Paper

Book by Richelle E. Goodrich · 5 quotes · Richelle E Goodrich, Richelle Goodrich, Poetry

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“How does a tiny heart harbor so many clashing sentiments? One moment it is devoted. The next, purely disdaining. Weeping at tremendous heartache and then laughing, lighthearted, through the same tears. How can a heart rage so fierce as to boil blood while it turns to ice? How is this done? To love, hate, esteem, deride, rejoice, deplore, favor, resent— all of these and more swirling inside. This sensitive heart, so full and resilient, buoys up to the point of bursting and then deflates on a dime. It is a slave to whims and whispers. How is it that the human heart beats so wild and untamed?”

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“I wish I were a tree. Tall. Strong. Abiding. Rooted in the spot I stand, impervious to lures that drag the transient here and there. Possessing neither a negligent ear nor a traitorous tongue that would only soak in and breath out rabid gossip. Able to endure fickle shifts in the wind and not bend. Lazing under the fierce sun, weariless, suffering no sweat or burn. Alive, sipping water, quietly providing. How I wish I were a tree.”

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“Where does our laughter travel to? Does it search out monkeys in the zoo? Or settle on the heart like dew? Or cling to lip-glossed smiles on me and you? Does it hang around throughout the day? Or spread its wings and fly away? Or gather-in like puffy clouds of gray? Perhaps it hooks a rainbow’s end And melts to make the colors blend. Or paints a happy face upon a friend. Does it turn to stardust when it’s late? Or in a windstorm, circulate? Or does it simply fade and dissipate? What is our laughter’s merrymaking fate?”

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“I’ve found that the best way to live one’s life Is above the fog of negative thought, With gossiping lips outside of earshot, Keeping harsh criticism far less rife. I’ve found that the best way to avoid strife Is by sharing with others who have not, Seeing the good, speaking kindness a lot, Burying hatchets as well as sharp knives. Every compassionate deed we have sown Lifts a heavy burden from a brother. Each positive thought and comment we own Extends joy and love to one another. Life was not meant to be traveled alone. It is where we learn we need each other.”

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