Richie It Quotes

It's hard to tell who has your back, from who has it long enough just to stab you in it....

True friends are like diamonds – bright, beautiful, valuable, and always in style.

What do we do now?" Gansey asked. From the other room, Calla bellowed, "GO BUY US PIZZA. WITH EXTRA CHEESE, RICHIE RICH." Blue said, "I think she's starting to like you.

CUSTOMER: Do you have this children's book I've heard about? It's supposed to be very good. It's called "Lionel Richie and the Wardrobe.

Seven, Richie thought. That's the magic number. There has to be seven of us. That's the way it's supposed to be.

You just have to go after what you want and if it doesn't want you back then so be it; it doesn't deserve you anyways.

To escape fear, you have to go through it, not around.

We are just ordinary people. They're special. Adam's tied to the ley line. Ronan's a dreamer. Blue amplifies all of that." "Richie Rich is just a person," Orla said. Yes, and he's going to die.

Every sunset is an opportunity to reset.

Until this moment, she’d kept Park in a place in her head that she thought Richie couldn't get to. Completely separate from this house and everything that happened here. (It was a pretty awesome place. Like the only part of her head fit for praying.)

Intentional living is the art of making our own choices before others' choices make us.

Opportunities will come and go, but if you do nothing about them, so will you.

The energy you drew on so extravagantly when you were a kid, the energy you thought would never exhaust itself - that slipped away somewhere between eighteen and twenty-four, to be replaced by something much duller, something as bogus as a coke high: purpose, maybe, or goals, or whatever rah-rah Junior Chamber of Commerce word you wanted to use. It was no big deal; it didn't go all at once, with a bang. And maybe, Richie thought, that's the scary part. How you didn't stop being a kid all at once, with a big explosive bang, like one of that clown's trick balloons. The kid in you just leaked out, like the air of a tire.

Simplicity is complex. It's never simple to keep things simple. Simple solutions require the most advanced thinking.

Gavin's Law: Live to start. Start to live.

Nothing lasts forever,' Richie repeated. He looked up at Bill, and Bill saw tears cut slowly through the dirt on Richie's cheeks. 'Except maybe for love,' Ben said. 'And desire,' Beverly said.

Japan never considers time together as time wasted. Rather, it is time invested.

The older you get, the more you realize you need a handful of good, close, tight friends.

Beside me, Richie chimed in. "What the... Max. there's a girl on your face." Sara pulled back and her eyes widened in realization. "Oh, crap." "Calm down," I told her quietly. "No one here gives a fuck who we are. They hardly remember my name every week." "Patently untrue," Richie said. "Your name is Twat." I tilted my head to him, smiling at Sara. "Like I said.

Everything good in life is either immoral, illegal or fattening.

Richie is the head of this household,' her mum said. 'Richie is the one who puts food on our table.' What food? Eleanor wanted to ask. And, for that matter, what table?

Truly being authentic is knowing what matters to you, on the deepest level of who you are, and committing always to act from that authentic center.

Picture this, Olive. Early two thousands. Preppy, ridiculously expensive all-male DC school. Two gay students in grade twelve. Well, two of us that were out, anyway. Richie Muller and I date for the entirety of senior year - and then he dumps me three days before prom for some guy he’d been having a thing with for months.” “He was a prick,” Adam muttered. “I have three choices. Not go to the dance and mope at home. Go alone and mope at school. Or, have my best friend - who was planning on staying home and moping over gamma-aminobutyric acids - come as my date. Guess which?” Olive gasped. “How did you convince him?” “That’s the thing, I didn’t. When I told him about what Richie did, he offered!

If everyone waited to become an expert before starting, no one would become an expert. To become an EXPERT, you must have EXPERIENCE. To get EXPERIENCE, you must EXPERIMENT! Stop waiting. Start stuff.

You don't feel like your best self when you fall apart, but you have to fall apart to become your best self.

Some people say they have 20 years experience, when in reality, they have 1 year's experience repeated 20 times. (Stephen M R Covey to Richie Norton when Norton asked if he was too young to train older executives for Covey.)

TIME: Today Is My Everything

If you want to trust yourself, make decisions that are grounded in your authentic principles. Don’t lie. Don’t cheat. Don’t push others down to obtain success.

Have a nice rest of your life.

You gotta make it a priority to make your priorities a priority.

There's so many,' Richie says. His voice is molasses slow. 'So many of us,' he says. 'Hitting. The wrong keys. Wandering against. The song.

George, I’m sorry!” he cried through his tears. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please, I’m suh-suh-SORRY—” And then they were around him, his friends, and no one lit a match, and someone held him, he didn’t know who, Beverly maybe, or maybe Ben, or Richie. They were with him, and for that little while the darkness was kind.

To crush fear doesn't mean you eliminate it; crushing fear means you literally crush it down into smaller, more manageable parts and tackle one piece at a time.

You can overcome your circumstances or you can let your circumstances overcome you.

There is power born of humility . . . Humility, in business and in life, is a powerful asset and does not denote lowliness, unimportance, or self-deprecation.

It all starts with a tiny, stupid idea, then one thing leads to another, and suddenly, you find something amazing: yourself.

Self-mutilation is a very different issue to suicide. It is a controlled pain personal to you, allowing you to live/exist to some degree.

Accepting that life is insane, that bad things happen to good people and that you can find the courage to be grateful for the good in every situation and still move forward is hard (even terrifying), but heroic.

Confusion, when embraced, is the starting point for discovery, direction and decision.

Your life should consist of more than commuting, working, eating, surfing the Internet, sleeping and watching TV. Your life should be filled with purpose-driven experiences and projects that bring excitement, passion, energy, and authentic meaning and joy into your life.

Life is about doing the things that make you happy, not the things that please other people. If you can please other people, that's a plus, but as long as you're not hurting anyone, you're golden.

I was like a trashcan. I took everything.

Have the courage to do what you're not ready to do.

Express gratitude for the greatness of small things.

Say no to everything, so you can say yes to the one thing.

If you can dream it up, you can team it up.

I’ve just gone through so much in my life that pulling my top up just doesn’t seem like that big of a deal.

Like creating a masterpiece, quitting is an art: you have to decide what to keep within the frame and what to keep out.

That's why we have rules to begin with, Richie: because you can't trust your mind to tell you what's right and wrong.

I had a dream. I had an awesome dream.

Reality is, Hope and Despair lie in the same places. And they're just a matter of perspective. What changed my perspective, was her.

STRAUSS:Have you ever thought about putting those experiences into a book? RICHIE:I did decide to write about what i experienced in climbing to the top. And finally when I got there, I discovered what was at the top.You know what was there? STRAUSS: No, I don't. RICHIE: Nothing. Not one thing. What was at the top was all the experiences that you had to get there.

Life is too short not to start something stupid.

Home is where your people are.

It's called entrepreneurSHIP, not entrepreneurSIT. Don't wait. Just ship.

Urgency means paying the details the attention they deserve, with the respect they deserve, without delay.

Don't allow life to pass you by because you are afraid of [looking] stupid.

No more tomorrows. Today is the day.

go for what you want if it doesn't want you back, so be it, it doesn't deserve you

Entrepreneurs don't have weekends or birthdays or holidays. Every day is my weekend, my birthday, my holiday. OR, every day is my work day. Mostly it's a choice.

It’s not about getting out of your comfort zone to reach your goal. It's about widening your comfort zone so far that your goal fits comfortably inside. Once you do that, hitting your goals will be like hitting 3s for Steph Curry.

Overcoming procrastination is not, I repeat, not about cramming additional work into your day . . . overcoming procrastination is about simplifying your life to make space for the activities that matter most.

START: Serve, Thank, Ask, Receive, Trust

Imagine what your life would be like if you were completely uninhibited by fear, pride, or procrastination. What would you be capable of? Anything.

Sometimes we choose the road we follow. And sometimes the road chooses us.

I thought you liked suffering and death. I mean... you always look like suffering and death.

You have to dig a well before you can draw water from it.

Action is the bridge between thought and reality.

People LOVE change (when it's about changing others). People HATE change (when it's about changing themselves).

Don't just create art to make money. Make money so you can create more art.

Don't worry. You'll find your message in your mess.

A little piece of everywhere I go becomes a big part of everything I do.

Freedom rings when you realize you can become what you never thought you could become.

I believe there are only one or two people in the world with whom one can have a true connection. When you've been fortunate enough to marry one of those people, you are reluctant to settle for less. One can have lovers, those are easily found, but true love rarely strikes twice.

When we leverage, we aggregate and organize existing resources to achieve success.

Anytime I’m around a male body part it’s kind of exciting.

You can't expect the level of excitement of your audience to be greater than your own.

Just because you have baggage doesn't mean you have to lug it around.

Storm? Shine your light and make a rainbow.

One of the rarest and most beautiful things in this world is to meet someone who has the ability to intoxicate you. Every moment with her was exhilarating, and every moment without her was spent captivated by thoughts about her. She was like the finest of wines. And I was getting drunk.

I have really good instincts about friends.

Fame and fortune are calling. Are we taking the call or blocking the number?

Whatever is triggering you, is on you.

Time for us began to be measured by moments when we spoke, and moments when we longed to speak again.

Questions open a space in your mind that allow better answers to breathe.

I washed my hands every day, Jojo. But that damn blood ain't never come out. Hold my hands up to my face, I can smell it under my skin. Smelled it when the warden and sergeant cam up on us, the dogs yipping and licking blood from they muzzles. They'd torn his throat out, hamstringed him. Smelled it when the warden told me I'd done good. Smelled it the day they let me out on account I'd led the dog that caught and killed Richie. Smelled it when I finally found his mama after weeks of searching, just so I could tell her Richie was dead and she could look at me with a stone face and shut the door on me. Smelled it when I made it home in the middle of the night, smelled it over the sour smell of the bayou and the salt smell of the sea, smelled it years later when I climbed into bed with Philomene, put my nose in your grandmother's neck, and breathed her in like the scent of her could wash the other away. But it didn't. When Given died, I thought I'd drown in it. Drove me blind, made me so crazy I couldn't speak. Didn't nothing come close to easing it until you came along.

If you want an incredibly passionate, happy, ALIVE business…don’t overcomplicate things. Once all is said and done, the foundational elements of a successful business are very simple: respect, service, value and sales. Comparatively, everything else is froth.

Wouldn't it be amazing if you could travel into the future, see where you messed up, and then go back in time to rearrange things in order to make your future better? You can. If you can foresee regret, you can mind-travel to the future. If you can train yourself to mind-travel effectively, you can intentionally affect your future by doing something about it today.

Don't wait to be compelled to do great work.

Sometimes blessings come in ugly wrapping paper.

Uncertainty is a temptress. We may try our best to avoid her. But what is certain is that at some point of time, she will find us. The only question that remains is whether like Medusa, she will paralyze you, or whether like one of the nine muses of ancient Greece, she will drive you to greater things.

To be humble is to be teachable. Meek, not weak. The most humble people are the most aggressive leaders. Aggressive because to be truly taught, is to sincerely do. To lead. To start. To achieve. Willingly and urgently doing the work to make change.

People who say "it's just business" are lying. It's a deceptive and manipulative tactic used by weak minds. Anyone who has ever run or been in business knows that a business will fail if the relationships are not healthy. Business is the business of relationships. That is all.

Richie saw the empty street where nothing moved and suddenly burst into tears. Bill looked at him for a moment and then put his arms around Richie and hugged him. Richie clutched at Bill’s neck and hugged him back. He wanted to say something clever, something about how Bill should have tried the Bullseye on the Werewolf, but nothing would come out. Nothing except sobs. “D-Don’t, R-Richie,” Bill said, “duh-duh-duh-h-h—” Then he burst into tears himself and they only hugged each other on their knees in the street beside Bill’s spilled bike, and their tears made clean streaks down their cheeks, which were sooted with coaldust.

The energy you drew on so extravagantly when you were a kid, the energy you thought would never exhaust itself -- that slipped away somewhere between eighteen and twenty-four, to be replaced by something much duller, something as bogus as coke high: purpose, maybe, or goals, or whatever rah-rah Junior Chamber of Commerce word you wanted to use. It was no big deal; it didn't go all at once with a bang. And maybe, Richie thought, that's the scary part. How you don't stop being a kid all at once, with a big explosive bang, like one of that clown's trick balloons with the Burma-Shave slogans on the sides. The kid in you just leaked out, like the air out of a tire. And one day you looked in the mirror and there was a grownup looking back at you. You could go on wearing blue-jeans, you could keep going to Springsteen and Seger concerts, you could dye your hair, but that was a grownup's face in the mirror just the same. It all happened while you were asleep, maybe, like a visit from a Tooth Fairy.

Liz?" "Hmmm?" "Why do you care about me?" The question seems to startle me. It's uncharacteristic for Richie, who is usually so cool and self-assured. I open my eyes. "Why would you ask me that?" "Because I don't understand. We're so different." I reach around the side of his face. Once again, I wipe fresh beads of sweat from his forehead. This time, I don't even bother wiping my hands on my pants. I lace my fingers into his again, and the two of us lie together, his damp clamminess seeping onto my made up face and my pretty clothes. Obviously, I couldn't care less. "But we fit," I whisper. "Like this." And I tighten my grip around him. "Mmm." He smiles, his eyes still closed. "You're right. We do." "Richie...I'm lying. I don't like you." "You don't?" His voice cracks. "No." I bring my lips close to his ear. "I love you Richie Wilson.

There is a very real danger present when we suppress our feelings to act on inspiration in exchange for the “safety” of the status quo. We risk sacrificing the opportunity to live a more fulfilling and purpose driven life. We risk sacrificing the opportunity to make a difference in the lives of others. We risk sacrificing the beautiful blessing of finding a greater sense of meaning in our own lives. In short, we run the very real risk living a life of regret.

La energía que uno derrocha siendo niño, la energía que uno cree inagotable, se escapa entre los dieciocho y los veintidós años reemplazada por algo mucho menos brillante, tan falso como la exaltación de la cocaína: decisión, metas, cualquiera de los términos que propone la Cámara de Comercio. No era nada notable porque no aparecía de un momento al otro, con un estallido. Y eso es lo que daba miedo, pensó Richie. El hecho de que uno no deja súbitamente de ser niño. El chico que llevábamos dentro se escurre poco a poco, tal como el aire de un neumático pinchado. Y un día, al mirarnos al espejo, nos encontramos con la imagen de un adulto. Uno podía seguir llevando vaqueros y asistiendo a los conciertos de rock; uno podía teñirse el pelo, pero la cara del espejo seguía siendo cara de adulto. Tal vez todo ocurría mientras dormíamos, como la visita de los ratones que se llevaban los dientes de leche. «No -piensa-, los dientes no: los años.»

You've got the wrong girl." "On the contrary..." the voice murmured, "I've got exactly the girl I want." Her body turned to ice. Her mind fought for calm. There were people only yards away, yet she was alone... "You're bleeding." Lips closed over hers. A kiss so passionate that time faded and stopped... so passionate, it sucked her breath away... Searing heat swept through her- pain and pleasure throbbing through her veins. With a helpless moan, she leaned into him and realized with a shock the kiss had ended.

When I started to learn how to read, I discovered the same kind of power. I could create an environment that I didn't have, and I could order this environment in the way that I couldn't in my actual life. Then, when I learned to write, I learned that I could do this not only for myself, but for other people. I could create whole things that were believable, at least to myself, at that point. And in this way, I began to wield an authority and a power that I had not had before. In other words, every child goes through this. Some pick football and some pick the library. I picked the library.