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People wandered in for books and conversation. They brought their stories to her, some bound, and some known by heart. She recognized some of the stories as real, and some as fiction. But she honored them all, though she didn't buy every one.Louise Penny
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Where there is love there is courage, where there is courage there is peace, where there is peace there is God.And when you have God, you have everything.Louise Penny
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I just sit where I'm put, composedof stone and wishful thinking:that the deity who kills for pleasurewill also heal, that in the midst of your nightmare, the final one, a kind lionwill come with bandages in her mouthand the soft body of a woman, and lick you clean of fever, and pick your soul up gently by the nape of the neckand caress you into darkness and paradise.Louise Penny
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They stared ahead. Silent. Morin had never realized murderers were caught in silence. But they were.Louise Penny
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When Olivier had been taken away Gamache had sat back down and stared at the sack. what could be worse than Chaos, Despair, War?What would even the Mountain flee from? Gamache had given it a lot of thought. What haunted people even, perhaps especially, on their deathbed? What chased them, tortured them and brought some of them to their knees? And Gamache thought he had the answer. Regret. Regret for things said, for things done, and not done. Regret for the people they might have been. And failed to be. Finally, when he was alone, the Chief Inspector had opened the sack and looking inside had realize he'd been wrong. The worst thing of all wasn't regret.Louise Penny
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Gamache watched the old poet. He knew what was looming behind the Mountain. What crushed all before it. The thing the Hermit most feared. The Mountain most feared. Conscience.... Which is 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. And found you. ..Who wouldn't be afraid of this?Louise Penny