Barefoot Quotes

“When you peered into the windows of someone else's life, you could only guess what was going on.”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“Being a mother was the best of all human experiences, and also the most excruciating.”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“However, deep down, Brenda suspected that it was the stolen nature of those two hours that transformed them. She was supposed to be somewhere else... She had set aside those two hours - three, if you counted the driving - to be of service to her sister. The fact that Vicki had unexpectedly granted her leave gave those two hours a rarefied quality. What Brenda had thought was, I'd better not waste them. And, like magic, the words had come. The pages had filled.”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“I love you in a way that is so powerful it lifts me up, it propels me forward. You propel me forward.”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“We didn’t choose love; it chose us, right or wrong—and realizing this, for Brenda, was a kind of answered prayer. Love was all that mattered.”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“The rod felt sleek and expensive in his hand; it was the Maserati of surf-casting rods.”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“breath—the last thing”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“as”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“sense the story like an approaching storm,”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“Someone once told me that having a child was like having your heart walk around outside of your body.”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“Do all brilliant ideas seem brilliant from the very beginning, or do they seem far-fetched until they come into clearer focus?”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“Listen. Observe. Absorb.”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“You know what they say about hitting yourself over the head with a hammer, she would tell Mamie. It feels good when you stop.”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“She was very pretty. And pretty old, he guessed. Maybe thirty.”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot

“The mix of emotions that assaulted him was confusing; it was like too many keys played at once on a piano. Discord.”
― Elin Hilderbrand, Barefoot