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Louise Penny
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March 29 - April 15, 2023
coureur de bois, this man of the woods,
“What was it Oscar Wilde said?” “I can resist everything except temptation.”
Eleanor Roosevelt rose: no good in a bed, but fine up against a wall.”
Brigite Normandin,
traditional Krieghoff.”
Things aren’t as they seem.
To live in chaos was to live in a prison. Order freed the mind for other things.
the huge marble cube.
things were not as they seemed.
The first one. Charles Morrow.
“Seven mad Morrows in a verchère. What could possibly go wrong?”
Breathes there the man with soul so dead?
lay his daughter Julia.
how had the statue tumbled down, and was it murder?
Inspector Beauvoir was the alpha dog, the whip-smart, tightly wound second in command who believed in the triumph of facts over feelings. He
missed almost nothing.
unlike Beauvoir she could become very still. She was the hunter of their team. Stealthy, quiet, observant.
Armand Gamache was the explorer.
They did it by collecting clues and evidence. And emotions.
Seven mad Morrows.
do. When my husband and I bought the Bellechasse we made a deal with the forest. Any death that wasn’t natural wasn’t allowed. Mice are caught alive and released. Birds are fed in the winter and even the squirrels and chipmunks are welcome.
There’s no hunting,
The pact we made was that everything that stepped foot on this ...
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flat in Saint-Germain-des-Prés.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead Who never to himself hath said, “This is my own, my native land!”
Whose heart hath ne’er within him burned, As home his footsteps he hath turned From wandering on a foreign strand?
“The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heav’n of Hell, a Hell of Heav’n.
musée of Auguste Rodin.
to 1347.”
“It was a graveyard.”
“There are strange things done ’neath the midnight sun By the men who moil for gold.”
cookie. The
sky was made of marshmallow, and it was falling.
Why had Bean set them all for seven in the morning?
“He was forty-eight.” And five months, and fourteen days.
And seven hours. And twenty-three minutes.
that Henry David Thoreau and Ralph Waldo Emerson were friends?”
kind of replacement for grieving.”
“It was wood,”
“Fossilized wood.”
“All the way from British Columbia. Petrified.”
“But if he was by Rodin, the rest of the family would be by Giacometti.”
After years of investigating murders Chief Inspector Gamache knew one thing about hate. It bound you forever to the person you hated. Murder wasn’t committed out of hate, it was done as
a terrible act of freedom. To finally rid yourself of the burden.
And petrified wood is heavier still.”
drawing of a bird, without feet. It was signed Peter Morrow.
You can’t get milk from a hardware store.
stop asking for something that can’t be given. And look for what is offered.
It’s a shame that creativity and sloth look exactly the same.”
The something he’d hidden all his life. It was finally in charge.
