Bobby Underwood Quotes

I took my time driving back to the warehouse to drop off the van. It would be the loneliest ten blocks I’d ever walked once I did, because I’d met Nancy. It is one thing to be lonely and ache for some...

I stood. She reached up and squeezed my hand, trying to hold on to this us, before we went through with it and became a different us, held together by our sin. I turned and headed down the cliffs to t...

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 f...

I picked up the photo and studied it while Deanna set about rifling through her brother's chest of drawers. Physically, she looked the same in the picture, perhaps only a couple of years younger. Yet...

His gun was still holstered, but so were theirs. He had surprise on his side, and the urgency of the riders, as he could see a second cloud of dust not far behind them. Lonesome knew these men. He mig...

Even in this state, after what had been done to her, she was beautiful. Behind the pain in her eyes lived spring, if they hadn't crushed it into a permanent winter. - Night Run

I didn't drink coffee but kept an old Mr. Coffee around because the Yankee Clipper, Joe DiMaggio, had endorsed them.

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 wo...

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

She was the kind of girl any guy could fall head over heels for in five seconds and I was trying to decide if she was on the up-and-up. We'd talked and sparred and laughed, yet I still knew nothing ab...

Paris is a sensuous woman every man has loved, even if only in his dreams. Once he has been deep inside her, walked her streets and tasted her delights, he can never forget her. Yet no matter how stro...

One does not have to give up their own beliefs to understand and respect those of another people. We must learn to live together, now, there is no other way.

Off in the distance big white cruise ships had pulled into port, glistening beneath the Mexican sun. Vacationers for whom murder was not on the itinerary. Throngs of young college kids on break, males...

Now people nowadays, especially the younger ones, they don’t have an ounce of romance in their soul. It’s all zombies and video games, shallow celebrities. They love insta-sex but make fun of what the...

Nobody talks about the corrupt American police, though, do they? They only talk about the corrupt Columbian and Mexican law enforcement unable to stop it. There is plenty of corruption, sure, but that...

We lived —or rather had lived —in a society which had come to view the father as almost superfluous. But people of common sense knew better.

I’d landed in Los Angeles after the war, and spent the past three years working as a private detective; mostly dodging trouble while trying to help this mug or that one get out of a jam of his own mak...

I’d sought out these lonely roads because I was hurt and lonely, and that’s what the hurt and lonely do; seek out a place far from people, far from the happiness which is painfully just out of their r...

Jerry and I stood outside Woolworth listening to young, bundled-up Christmas carolers down the street. They were going from store to store sharing the spirit of the season. On top of the Woolworth Co....

Lone Tree was a cow-town without the cow. No one I ever talked to had an answer as to how it had sprung up here in the middle of nowhere, nor did they know who the genius was who had thought it a good...