Quotes from Louise Penny

Now there will be no more loneliness," said the minister, as he gave his final blessing on the couple. Go now to your dwelling place to enter into the days of your togetherness. And may your days be good and long upon the earth.

You can tell a lot about a man by his friends, or lack of them.

Happy people didn't drink themselves to sleep every night.

I'm sorry.' 'I was wrong.' 'I don't know.

I need help.

Armand stood up, still holding Stephen's hand, and said, "It's time. Let him go." Then he sat back down, his legs weak. If this was the right thing to do, why did it feel so wrong? But no, it didn't feel wrong. It felt wretched. Horrific. A nightmare. But sometimes "right" felt like that.

Peter bent and examined the pile. Only country people, thought Beauvoir, were endlessly fascinated by shit. Country people and parents.

The goal of any healthy society was to keep people safe to express sometimes unpopular views.

Would he love this place less because he needed it less? Again he looked at Three Pines, the little village lost in the valley and felt the familiar lifting of his heart. But would it lift if there was no load? Was the final fear that, in losing his fears, he would also lose his joy?

Abbots and priors and monks, oh my.

the clatter of pots and pans and dishes. To others it was a cacophony. To Anton it was a symphony.

Jews, gypsies, gays. It became normal and acceptable. No one told them what was happening was wrong. In fact, just the opposite.

But he knew he needn't worry. This man was afraid of nothing. "I count my blessings." He turned and saw Irene on the terrasse, as though he'd sensed her there. "We're all blessed and we're all blighted, Chief Inspector," said Finney. "Every day each of us does our sums. The question is, what do we count?" The old man brought his hand to his head and removed his hat, offering it to Gamache.

We were both wrong. You were afraid to stop and I was afraid to go." "You think we'll have less fear tomorrow?" he asked. "Not less fear," she said. "But perhaps more courage.

Things are strongest where they're broken.

ahead. But at his core he believed the world a lovely place. And his

Go now to your dwelling place to enter into the days of your togetherness. And may your days be good and long upon the earth.

Some things hurtled. Some slithered. But nothing good ever came out of a blind spot.

That any decent person would've refused to participate in the Holocaust.

But they, better than most, knew that no place was really safe from physical harm. Anything could happen to anyone, at any moment. What made a place safe were the people. The caring. The kindness. The helping. Sometimes the mourning. And often the forgiveness.

I think many people love their problems. Gives them all sorts of excuses for not growing up and getting on with life.' Myrna

It's like drinking acid," said Myrna, "and expecting the other person to die." Gamache nodded.

Which was why, Gamache knew, it was vital to be aware of actions in the present. Because the present became the past, and the past grew. And got up, and followed you.

For Armand Gamache knew what not-nice was. He knew what cruelty, despair, horror were. And he knew what a forgotten, and precious quality 'nice'was.