Quotes About Wisdom

Knowledge, ideas, thoughts. Imagination. All invisible. All lived in libraries.

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.

There are four statements that lead to wisdom. I want you to remember them and follow them. Are you ready?' Agent Lemieux had taken out his notebook and, pen poised, he'd listened. 'You need to learn to say: I don't know. I'm sorry. I need help and I was wrong.' Agent

the wiry, self-contained man had stared at him for a few seconds then invited him to sit and told him the four sentences that lead to wisdom. He'd said them only once, never repeating them. But once had been enough for Gamache. I'm sorry. I was wrong. I need help. I don't know.

Give bad news swiftly, and spread out the good news. Machiavelli." Charpentier

the four statements that led to wisdom. Never repeating them. I was wrong. I'm sorry. I don't know. I need help.

You're not quite as ignorant as you pretend, Chief Inspector." "Oh, my ignorance knows no bounds, Father.

Non. He said, 'Be very, very careful who you let into your life. And learn to make peace with whatever happens. You can't erase the past. It's trapped in there with you. But you can make peace with it. If you don't,

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

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

What a wonderful epitaph, thought Gamache. He cared for himself.

You need to learn to say: I don't know. I'm sorry. I need help and I was wrong.

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 wondered if Florence understood that line from The Little Prince. He hadn't, as a child.

Gamache had patiently explained, over and over, over the years, that he was doing something. He was thinking. It had taken Beauvoir years to see the power of pausing. And of patience. Of taking a breath to consider all options, all angles, and not simply acting on the most obvious.

Ironic, really, that from a blind they should suddenly see so clearly.

he wondered whether it was always the young who were brave. And the old grew fearful and cowardly. Was

Armand wondered if Florence understood that line from The Little Prince. He hadn't, as a child. It was only as he got older that he knew it to be true.

How'd he know there was a but? Not for the first time Beauvoir hoped Gamache couldn't actually read his mind. There was a lot of junk up there. As his grandfather used to say, 'You don't want to go into your head alone, mon petit. It's a very scary place.

Surrender to reality,

One was grey, the other black. The gray one wanted his grandfather to be corageous, and patient, and kind. The other, the black one, wanted his grandfather to be fearful and cruel. this upset the boy and he thought aboutit for a few days the returned to his grandfather. He asked, "Grandfather, which of the wolves will win?" ... "The one I feed

Funny how I learned freedom from creatures that are rooted in place.

She consulted the yellowing Rolodex in her head.

Knowledge wasn't always power. Sometimes it was crippling.

you don't get to be old without knowing grief. And loss.