The Mapping of Love and Death (Maisie Dobbs, #7)

by Jacqueline Winspear

“You always know where you are with a map,”

if you know where you are, why, you’re more likely to be brave, to have an adventure, to search beyond where everyone else is looking.

A collection of letters offered a glimpse across the landscape of human connection at a given time.

“Be still, until there is nothing…”

Instead of answering her question, he responded to her thoughts. “Extremes live within us all. The joy of association resides alongside the anticipation of loss. What is given will be taken, what we have is often only of value to us when it is gone.”

“A map is a conduit for wonder, a tool for adventure.

problems were best solved when one was moving, because if one is trying to find the key to a troubling case, moving the body will move the mind.

“When you are sitting in silence, you open the door to a deeper wisdom—the knowing of the ages. When you are walking, with the path to that wisdom already carved anew by your daily practice, you find that an idea, a thought, a notion, comes to you, and you have the solution to a problem that seemed insoluble.”

the hands are both the sketch and the final work of art.”

understood that she knew only how to climb mountains;

contemplation she seemed to plumb a greater depth of understanding.

as if searchlights were in pursuit of a vanishing day.

the primary role of the map is in wayfinding.”

questions had helped break down a wall so that she could see a door

that if the way ahead is not clear, time is often the best editor of one’s intentions.

“People who do not have the resources of character to draw upon are easy prey for the trickster

“Life is a riddle, my dear. It is filled with clues along the way,

all maps are drawn in hindsight.

hindsight, if interpreted with care, is what brings us wisdom.