Top 90 Bobby Underwood Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “It was raining so hard on that lonely stretch of rural Illinois backroad that I couldn’t see the painted white lines on the worn cracked asphalt.”

— Bobby Underwood

52. “The tattoo craze had begun with the young and now it was simply part of a culture which got less substantive day-by-day. They wanted to be different, unique, differentiating themselves from each other, and in doing so had all become the same.”

— Bobby Underwood

53. “We passed close to the docked cruise ships, Temptation and Fascination. Cruise ships are never named Discontent or Exasperation.”

— Bobby Underwood

54. “I wondered not for the first time what it was about Spanish churches that gave them a reverence often lacking in others. Was it because those who attended them were usually poor, and more reliant on faith to see them through? Was it the symbols which gave parishioners a reminder of faith rewarded?”

— Bobby Underwood

55. “Despite the devastation and death around us, and the uncertain future which lie ahead, I could not remember ever being as happy as the moment I officially became Sarah’s Dad.”

— Bobby Underwood

56. “When politicians continually campaign on saving something, that’s when you can be absolutely certain of its demise.”

— Bobby Underwood

57. “Wyn could never be afraid of death, because he had already died, that night, so long ago.”

— Bobby Underwood

58. “Another tear rolled slowly down her cheek, like liquid pain escaping from her broken heart.”

— Bobby Underwood

59. “I was disappointed and relieved at the same time; disappointed because I’d wanted to meet Eddie face to face, get a bead on how all the pieces I had so far tied together; relieved because if Eddie only wanted to give me a message, we weren’t at the shooting stage yet. An incurable case of lead poisoning might come later.”

— Bobby Underwood

60. “In his opinion they were hypocrites who conveniently forgot their peaceful town was only peaceful because someone with a gun had tamed it, and someone with a gun kept it that way.”

— Bobby Underwood

61. “Bad things seem to happen when you’re around, don’t they, Halliday?”

— Bobby Underwood

62. “It humbled me to be living out of my car by design, but the thought of living in a cardboard shelter in some alley, or sleeping on a park bench at night frightened me. We never realize how little separates each of us from the gutter until we’re up against it ourselves.”

— Bobby Underwood

63. “I took the photos with me and heard Lucija making the call. As I closed the door behind me, I caught the scent of death from the patio, carried on the breeze moving the branches of the olive trees.”

— Bobby Underwood

64. “Ellen’s smile was like a lighthouse beacon, guiding me away from the war. There was something happening, and it felt natural, as though it was always going to happen, someday.”

— Bobby Underwood

65. “What happened on that tiny island off the coast of Cuba called Flowering Cay at times seems like a half-remembered dream, one of those groggy remembrances that you’re never quite certain you didn’t just imagine. Other times I can recall it with such clarity it is as if it happened yesterday. Sitting in front of my typewriter as the palms sway gently at the urging of the trade winds, I almost wish I could forget everything. But then I think of Faith.”

— Bobby Underwood

66. “So I volunteered for the night run, sleeping by day like a vampire to avoid those reasonably happy people who had settled for less than heaven. I’d had the door shut on those soft, sensuous pearly gates one too many times, left to stand sheepishly on my little tarnished cloud as I watched someone else enter paradise with the one I worshipped. The heart can only take so much before it begins to hide in shame at its own foolishness.”

— Bobby Underwood

67. “Wyn saw the freshly laid railroad tracks, and spotted the spires of San Felipe with its white crosses pointing toward God’s home, and knew he’d finally reached Albuquerque. He glanced behind him at the dead men tied to the horses and sighed. When he turned back around in the saddle, the sight of the church shamed him. Wyn had only brought death here, and doubted these men were bound for where the crosses pointed...”

— Bobby Underwood

68. “I reached over and she fell into my arms. “You have me. You’ll always have me. We’ll live forever, you and me.” I heard her sniffle and then felt her laugh against my chest. She wrested herself gently from my arms.”

— Bobby Underwood

69. “I liked the beat, too – Hollywood and the City of Angels. It had been a long time since any angels had appeared here, but enough of the old buildings and old stars still hung around to remind you of what she’d been once, in a world far, far away.”

— Bobby Underwood

70. “Yeah, that’s it! There’s these gorgeous paintings on the arches. Now, they ain’t my cup o’ java, mind ya, but it’s gotta be high class, cause one them women’s topless, and ain’t nobody pays her no attention. That’s when you know it’s art,” Henry added, as though he was sharing some profound insight, “when you can make the gals naked and no one makes a fuss about it.”

— Bobby Underwood

71. “For ships which pass only briefly on a moonlit sea leave no less of a wake departing than one anchored for many seasons.”

— Bobby Underwood

72. “Even with all Caroline had lost and forgotten, she knew a lot about archaeology and past civilizations. I often wondered if knowing all those things, only saddened her that she couldn’t remember the rest. Though she had made peace with her life, it wasn’t the first time I’d pondered whether deep down she might need a sense of normalcy that having a brick and mortar home would give her.”

— Bobby Underwood

73. “Depending on whether you were a glass-half-full or glass-half-empty sort it was either very late at night or the wee hours of morning as I cast my line into the aquamarine waters of Cozumel and saw her head sticking up out of the low tide about twenty yards to my left.”

— Bobby Underwood

74. “No one knows more about regret than an old drunk, and no old drunk knew more about living with it than Harry.”

— Bobby Underwood

75. “I’m one of the two people left on the planet who doesn’t own a cell phone and doesn’t want one.”

— Bobby Underwood

76. “That made her smile. She said in a rush, as though she’d been wanting to say it, “It’s funny how lonely you can be when you’re with a lot of people, isn’t it? And how lonely you can be when you’re all alone. Yet when it’s just one nice person, someone with whom you instantly feel like you’ve known forever, you’re not lonely anymore, because you’re two.”

— Bobby Underwood

77. “Old enough to vote, too stupid to realize the consequences.”

— Bobby Underwood

78. “He nodded. “And did not take off from any official airport.” The more formal English, the did nots and could nots rather than didn’t and can’t, were hallmarks of those using English as their second or third language.”

— Bobby Underwood

79. “The stars were out and bright, and the moon was close to full. There were no UFOs hovering over the trailer or anywhere else that I could see. It might seem strange to be so nonchalant about it all, but you get used to the weird if you live in Crystal Falls.”

— Bobby Underwood

80. “Neither Amy nor her father seemed to think it the least bit worrisome that they knew nothing about me, really. They had both made their assessments on the spot and decided in my favor. It was heartening, and different from the city I’d left behind.”

— Bobby Underwood

81. “Without being able to explain how I knew, having no more experience than I had in such matters, I instinctively realized that she was extraordinarily beautiful. Yet hers was the kind of beauty that wouldn’t always gets noticed. Someone passing her on the street probably would never give her a second look. It was when you focused on her for a moment or two that you realized how lovely she was.”

— Bobby Underwood

82. “My mother had died giving birth to me, and no one seemed to know who my father was, so I had become a ward of the state. I had grown up in the orphanage, under the warm and caring tutelage of Aunt Betty and Aunt Gertie, my two mothers. We called them our aunts, but they were really more like mothers.”

— Bobby Underwood

83. “For it is by God’s design that the heart clings to the small but wonderful moments in life, or else the abundance of darkness in the world would become paramount, and eclipse the good.”

— Bobby Underwood

84. “Her hair was sort of a non-color, not brown, not blonde, something in between. Likewise, her face was indistinguishable from a million others. Her eyes matched her hair; something between grey and brown, but neither. The definition of plain Jane. But there was something that almost screamed “nice” about her.”

— Bobby Underwood

85. “The station was broadcasting Glenn Miller and his band from some ballroom in Pennsylvania. It was probably one of those “Music of Your Life” stations. Miller’s music still sounded fresh generations after it had first been heard. I could hear the tinkling of glasses between numbers as people chatted unaware something wonderful was passing, never to return. Miller himself would not return from WWII.”

— Bobby Underwood

86. “I wanna show the girls how to use them. In case they get the drop and take away our guns. They probably won’t search the girls.” Juanita said, “I Chihuahua! You want us carry those things?” “And use them if you have to.” Susan looked up and said, “I Chihuahua!” Rick almost spit out his food he started laughing so hard.”

— Bobby Underwood

87. “I felt myself being blown about in a different kind of storm, my landing much more uncertain than those delicate flakes falling from the sky.”

— Bobby Underwood

88. “For her beauty is a velvet sea, its depths too great for man to fathom, and her love the whirlpool in which he spirals downward, ever downward, towards heaven.”

— Bobby Underwood

89. “Dead men were always a reminder that your own time would come one day.”

— Bobby Underwood

90. “Jennifer and Mark were a reminder that they weren’t all a lost cause. It was just a shame they were in such a minority group. Maybe they could start a movement: Decent People’s Lives Matter. It could be all inclusive, even accept cops in their charter. Probably wouldn’t get any traction with the PC crowd, though. Not the “right” kind of people, or the “right” kind of cause.”

— Bobby Underwood

91. “I also suspected that lo romantico might be involved as well. Americans so easily fall in love.”

— Bobby Underwood

92. “Puttin’ two slugs in some gumshoe in an alley behind the Whitman’s Chocolates place, now that ain’t their style at all. Murder, My Sweet’s what me and Louisa’s been callin’ it. You know, like that movie with that singer fella playing the detective? Because it was next to the chocolate place.” Henry laughed at his own joke. Everything about him was friendly. So friendly he could make light of murder.”

— Bobby Underwood

93. “With more free time on my hands than a car salesman in Amish country, I decided to make the most of it and take Penny to lunch.”

— Bobby Underwood