Quotes About Understanding

What is essential is invisible to the eye. Knowledge, ideas, thoughts. Imagination. All invisible. All lived in libraries. But

She suspected if they looked in Gamache's bedside table, they'd find all sorts of lost souls he put there for safekeeping. And maybe a baguette.

he'd come to agree with Sister Prejean that no one was as bad as the worst thing they'd done.

It was said with humor, but the criticism wasn't lost on Gamache. He was fishing, and he knew it. So did Sommes. So did Esther. We're all fishermen, she'd said.

Having a friend, Chief Inspector. All you need is one. Makes all the difference.

Though dour and childless himself, the grocer was unfailingly kind and patient with children. As though instead of having none, he had them all.

And now here is my secret, a very simple secret. It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.

Less a hunter than an explorer, Armand Gamache delved into what people thought, but mostly how they felt. Because that was where actions were conceived. Noble acts. And acts of the greatest cruelty.

Being with Ken was like being with a permanently foreign friend. It was impossible to understand them, but all you really needed to do was reflect back their own expressions. When Ken looked sad, they looked sad. When he looked happy, they smiled. It was actually very relaxing to be around him. Not much was expected.

always struck him how much more effective silence was than words. If the effect you were after was to disconcert.

Far greater than Gamache's anger was his caring.

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

But he'd come to agree with Sister Prejean that no one was as bad as the worst thing they'd done.

Irene Finney, like many very elderly people, knew that the world was indeed flat. It had a beginning and an end. And she had come to the edge.

When Peter walked into a room he always swept it until he found Clara. And then he relaxed.

Myrna understood how damaging it was to compare pain. To dismiss hurt just because it wasn't the worst.

Everything makes sense. Everything. We just don't know how yet.

You can't get milk from a hardware store. So stop asking for something that can't be given. And look for what is offered.

No learning curve at all, marveled Gamache. But he realized Henri already knew all he'd ever need. He knew he was loved. And he knew how to love.

I don't know. I need help. I was wrong. I'm sorry." Armond Gamache

And now here is my secret, a very simple secret. It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye. Armand

Friend of Bill was code. For a member of AA. Of which this Anton was clearly one. It was like finding a member of his tribe, unexpectedly. The two men stood in the warm kitchen, the sleet hitting the windows, and realized that while they knew nothing about each other, they actually knew each other better than almost anyone else on earth.

You need to know this. Everything makes sense. Everything. We just don't know how yet.

But Armand always said people react differently to death, and it was folly to judge anyone and double folly to judge what people do when faced with sudden, violent death. Murder. They weren't themselves.