Maisie Dobbs (Maisie Dobbs, #1)

by Jacqueline Winspear

“Allow grief room to air itself,” Maurice had taught her. “Be judicious in using the body to comfort another, for you may extinguish the freedom that the person feels to be able to share a sadness.”

Remember, love, the more you’re yourself, the more it’s like you’ve just put iron shoes on yer feet—they’ll ’old you to the ground when that ’ot and cold air comes rushing from ’er direction.

Stay with the question. The more it troubles you, the more it has to teach you.

With Khan she learned to sit in deliberate silence, and learned too that the stilled mind would give insight beyond the teaching of books and hours of instruction, and that such counsel would support all other learning.