Bobby Underwood Quotes

So you say. I gotta say, you’ve got a better imagination than most of the low-lifes who come through here. Too bad you didn’t get to Hollywood and put some of it on paper.

Things were always tight because the state only allowed for room and board and meals. I knew this money had come from sacrifice and love. I wiped my tears and whispered to my empty compartment, I love...

Unit One, I read you. What's your location, Unit Two? We only had two units, so numbering them was unnecessary, but it sounded more official. I'd given Janie the Mustang because she liked it and becau...

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 th...

A light and intermittent snowfall kept my world white over the next several days.  The air was fresh and pure, nature's white medicine removing all that was wrong in the world. I was glad I had taken...

Arizona and Tucson, to Wyn’s way of thinking, sort of embodied the changing nature of the country in recent years as it had grown. Traders and explorers such as Kit Carson, Pauline Weaver and Bill Wil...

Buford woke up in a cold sweat because someone was screaming. The voice was his own, the dream always the same. The young Navajo girl, born prematurely to an alcoholic mother, trying to kill him with...

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.

He leaned in and pretended to examine every counter of my face, as though he were Lauren Bacall and I was Humphrey Bogart from Dark Passage. Then he pulled back and did a comical double-take like Cary...

Her face, especially those lovely eyes, filled with amusement. She whispered, Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?

Her faith in him to protect her warmed his heart on one hand, and worried him on the other; how could he protect any of them from what he could not see, much less explain?

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

It seemed her radar for picking the good ones was defective from the factory. It wasn’t the kind of thing you could just return and swap for another one, either. Defective or not, she was stuck with i...

And lastly were the single women. They would run the gamut from somewhat pretty to somewhat plain, dreadful, incurable diseases that had relegated them to lives of obscurity and boredom. They were har...

California during the 1940s had Hollywood and the bright lights of Los Angeles, but on the other coast was Florida, land of sunshine and glamour, Miami and Miami Beach. If you weren't already near Cal...

Fate had somehow conspired against me, giving me a life of its choosing rather than my own. No one would really miss me if I were gone. I would slowly fade into the memories of a few, then melt away i...

I couldn’t think of any reason except the truth, which would only make him yell, or worse, laugh at me. It was humiliating, because he was right. It was silly, after all, losing myself in some pulp ro...

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 f...

It was such a beautiful sentiment, so pure in its innocence, so uncaring of the vulnerableness. A great love for Sarah swept over me for which, if pressed, I would never have been able to justify. But...

It would be easy to say that I skipped Chicago for Miami after the war ended because Pete and I were such good pals and I'd had such a great time there on leave. But in truth I decided to stay on in M...