Chance at Heaven Quotes

“It was wonderful strolling hand-in-hand in an unfamiliar city, in a country that wasn’t ours. Even if that city was Sydney. It lent us a special kind of privacy only those who have travelled understand. You are anonymous. A voyeur. It grants a certain freedom, and presents possibilities one would not imagine among those with whom they are tethered to by birth and nationality. It is like being in costume at a masquerade ball where no one will ever know of your deeds if you are careful.”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven

“When someone dies without ever having experienced the joy of it, never really had someone love them in their heart, it leaves…well an ache, an echo if you will. It's a void of regret and sadness that doesn't die with them. Because of that, they can't cross over. They would never be truly happy in heaven. They would be waiting forever for someone who would never come, because no one would die who ever adored them.”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven

“It was the question I kept coming back to, the one I couldn't answer. I had begun to believe again in the miracles about which I wrote, but now that faith had been shaken. Was God asking if I still believed?”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven

“If there was a divine plan, some otherworldly force at work here, it couldn't be such a cruel one as to allow me a glimpse of heaven then take it away, could it?”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven

“I didn't drink coffee but kept an old Mr. Coffee around because the Yankee Clipper, Joe DiMaggio, had endorsed them.”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven

“I wasn't sure when you'd be in so I thought you wouldn't mind me waiting here." I had the feeling he knew exactly when I was going to arrive. That he knew a lot of things he wasn't ever going to tell me.”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven

“I didn't see how it could be anything bad, because that wasn't the way God worked, or at least the way I'd always believed he worked. I had gotten something back today that I'd all but lost, and by the time I'd wound my way to the farmhouse, I'd decided to hang onto it as tight as I could.”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven

“Perhaps I was in that season of winter in which all writers experience at some point. Did I still believe or didn't I? I had once, long ago. But years pass, seasons change, and hope and faith sometimes drift about in a chilly wind when love is something that only happens to other people.”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven

“She ran her finger along the smooth book cover affectionately, finding comfort in the beautiful words she knew were within. She was privy to love's secrets, and its depth and breadth in a way so few in this life could fathom. She knew these things because she was truly alone in the world, and only those forced to live without love completely understood that a life without love is a life not truly lived.”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven

“She loved San Francisco but always remembered the happiness of that summer traveling through lovely towns like Gundagai and Tumut. The rural countryside was beautiful, and the people were always ready to smile at a pretty young American girl on vacation. She knew she was just average pretty, but she felt beautiful that summer, a duck transformed into a graceful swan. Perhaps it was just that moment in a young girl's life when all things feel possible, and she cannot imagine growing old, looking out a bedroom window in the evenings with no one to put their arms around her.”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven

“I was listening to a replay of Art Bell hosting Dreamland, back when he was still doing the show. I let talk of UFOs and crop circles distract me from my own perplexing mystery. I believed again, but if fate was guiding me, what was it telling me to do? Maybe if I simply trusted what was happening, without question, a solution would present itself. If there was a divine plan, some otherworldly force at work here, it couldn't be such a cruel one as to allow me a glimpse of heaven then take it away, could it? To see the possibility of love that was in Arianne's eyes and feel it within her arms, then not be permitted through those gates which led to happiness would be heartbreaking. I knew from experience that there was nothing more anguishing than love visible to the heart but somehow just out of reach. It was a miracle that I'd found her at all, and I had to trust that it wasn't finished.”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven

“Many people nowadays don't believe in things," she said softly. "Oh, they think they're all special, playing around with witchery and the dark stuff, but real miracles, things that can't be explained away, that have to be attributed to God, they scoff at. I'm not one of those people.”
― Bobby Underwood, Chance at Heaven