Elizabeth Bard Quotes & Sayings

I live three thousand miles away from my mother. But no matter how far away, I'm still hers. I'm brave in the ways she's made me brave and scared in the ways she's made me scared. I'll never belong to anyone the way I belong to her. — Elizabeth Bard

I almost never let reality get in the way of a good story. — Elizabeth Bard

I was living "every girl's" dream. But I had yet to find my own passion, my personal project, the thing that would help make Paris mine. — Elizabeth Bard

I've decided to take the day off. From myself. Today, I will not feel behind. I will not worry about being a better wife, mother, daughter, housekeeper, or writer. I'm not making a fancy dinner. I'll be having quite an ordinary day, but I'll be thinking and thanking-instead of fretting and fixing. We all need one day a year when we meet our own expectations and allow the world to be as it is instead of exactly how we would like it to be. — Elizabeth Bard

I watched the couples walking around the lake, 'Maybe it's the New Yorker in me. I'm too used to rushing around. But everyone here is so relaxed, it's like they're moving in slow motion.'

'Why should they rush? They're not going anywhere. — Elizabeth Bard

We've been here dozen of times since we met, but this precious month before the baby is born feels like a last first date. There's a different kind of romance beginning. We will never again be entirely alone in the world — Elizabeth Bard

It's simple: Women who pick at their food hate sex. Women who suck the meat off of lobster claws, order (and finish) dessert- these are the women who are going to rip your clothes off and come back for seconds. — Elizabeth Bard

My inner control freak had taken the day off ... I had descended from the mountain of the perfect, into the valley of the possible, and was now on the happy shaded trail, dappled with sunlight, of the present. It was the most wonderful walk of my life. — Elizabeth Bard

I'm not the girl who swings from the chandeliers and screws men because she can, fixing her lipstick in the rear view mirror of a cab hailed at dawn. I'm the girl you call Wednesday for Saturday. The girl who reads Milton for fun and knows a fish fork when she sees one. A flirt maybe, but in that harmless, nineteenth-century, kiss-my-hand-and-ask-me-to-waltz kind of way. Mostly, I'm a thinker, a worrier. Since I'm a New Yorker, you can take that last bit up a notch. It's not that there's no free spirit in me. But it's a free spirit with a five-year plan. — Elizabeth Bard

No better way to avoid making a decision than burying yourself in a big fat book. (p. 105). — Elizabeth Bard

If "Sex and the City" taught us anything, it's that Paris is the only city in the world that New Yorkers actually fantasize about. — Elizabeth Bard

The woman's face was like a stone tablet, as if the president of the chess club had wandered over to the Goth corner of the schoolyard and asked to touch a tongue piercing. — Elizabeth Bard

A baby is a wishing well. Everyone puts their hopes, their fears, their pasts, their two cents in. — Elizabeth Bard

Home can be something as vast as a country, as holy as a temple, or as simple as a cake. — Elizabeth Bard

A French conversation starter is more subtle. Work is considered boring, money is out of the question, politics comes later (and only in like-minded company). Vacation is a safe bet - it's no exaggeration to say that French people are always going on, returning from, or planning a holiday. But more often than not, social class in France is judged by your relationship to culture. — Elizabeth Bard

That's the real reason why French women don't get fat: every day they make "petites" decisions that keep the larger weight loss struggle from ever having to begin. — Elizabeth Bard

People grow, but they don't change. — Elizabeth Bard

He was still open to the magic of this place. I didn't know a lot of people who were open to magic at all. — Elizabeth Bard

A French portion is half of an American portion, and a French meal takes twice as long to eat. You do the math. — Elizabeth Bard

In Paris the past is always with you: you look at it, walk over it, sit on it. — Elizabeth Bard

They weren't tears of sadness or even tears of joy. I was just overflowing. Like so many things since I'd been here, I didn't yet understand it, but I felt it. — Elizabeth Bard

In the three months since I'd moved to Paris, I hadn't been to a single party. I was eager to get dressed up and go somewhere, dying to talk to somebody other than the guy who sold me my zucchini. — Elizabeth Bard

For the record, I'm not an indecisive person, and I'm not a coward. I just have a very detailed imaginary life, and it sometimes takes precedence over what's actually happening around me. — Elizabeth Bard