Her voice was slightly accented but her French was perfect. Someone who'd not just learned the language but loved it. And it showed with every syllable. Gamache knew it was impossible to split language from culture. That without one the other withered. To love the language was to respect the culture.
Louise PennyWhat haunted people even, perhaps especially, on their deathbed? What chased them, tortured them and brought some of them to their knees? And [he] thought he had the answer. Regret. Regret for things said, things done, and things not done. Regret for the people they might have been. And failed to be.
Louise PennyIn winter the very ground seemed to reach up and grab the elderly, yanking them to earth as though hungry for them.
Louise PennyNo good ever comes from putting up walls. What people mistake for safety is in fact captivity. And few things thrive in captivity.
Louise Penny