“He knew it was there, that opiate of the Anglos. And his hand clutched the box just as the kettle whistled. Violent… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“November was the transition month. A sort of purgatory. It was the cold damp breath between dying and death. Between fall and… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“the Maori and their haka. It is death. It is death, they chant. To terrify, to petrify.” — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“Do you know what I’ve learned, after three decades of death?” Gamache asked, leaning toward the agent and lowering his voice. Despite… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“People die in bits and pieces. A series of petites morts. Little deaths. They lose their sight, their hearing, their independence. Those… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“His theory is that life is loss,’ said Myrna after a moment. ‘Loss of parents, loss of loves, loss of jobs. So… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“But in the country death comes, uninvited, during the day. It takes fishermen in their longboats. It grabs children by the ankles… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“Normally death came at night, taking a person in their sleep, stopping their heart or tickling them awake, leading them to the… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“I know how precious life is. You had no right to take Renaud's and you have no right to take your own… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“I am tired,” Gamache murmured as he walked into the gentle little village. “But I am at peace.” — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“The reason “belonging” was so potent, so attractive, so much a part of the human yearning, was that it also meant safety, and loyalty.… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“She picked up her book and tried to read but it was heavy in her hands. She struggled to hold it, wanting to finish… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“We’re used to the film versions of psychopaths. The clearly crazies. But most psychopaths are clever. They have to be. They know how to… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“Instead he stood erect, the snow insinuating itself down his collar and up his sleeves, plastering against his face and into his unblinking eyes.” — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“He was an emotional communist. Everyone counted equally, but none too much.” — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
I turned down all the requests for the rights to the books, for years, mostly because they wanted the rights to the characters, and… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“Chief Superintendent Arnot might hold power, but Armand Gamache was the more powerful man.” — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
“Henri kept everything important in his heart. He mostly kept cookies in his head.” — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
A good journalist, as you know, is a great listener. And so's a good writer. And I got to listen to people for almost… — Louise Penny Copy Share Image
