In winter the very ground seemed to reach up and grab the elderly, yanking them to earth as though hungry for them. Louise Penny More Quotes by Louise Penny More Quotes From Louise Penny But, like peace, comfort didn't come from hiding away or running away. Comfort first demanded courage. Louise Penny comfortrunningfirsts I've seen enough successful writers who no longer seem to care when they are recognized with an award, and I think that's just tragic. Louise Penny awardssuccessfulthinking I turned down all the requests for the rights to the books, for years, mostly because they wanted the rights to the characters, and to turn it into a TV series. This would have allowed them to do anything they wanted with the characters, and that just wasn't an option for me. Louise Penny rightscharacterbook A good novel is a good novel, pointe finale. And I think what I'm writing is exactly that. Louise Penny novelwritingthinking 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 20 years. That serves me well, I hope, when I try to understand how a character might be feeling, or how they might react. Louise Penny characterpeopleyears What people mistook for safety was in fact captivity. Louise Penny captivitysafetypeople The women in the room chatted about love, about childhood, about losing parents, about Mr. Spock, about good books they'd read. They mothered each other. Louise Penny childhoodparentbook But there was no hiding from Conscience. Not in new homes and new cars. In travel. In meditation or frantic activity. In children, in good works. On tiptoes or bended knee. In a big career. Or a small cabin. It would find you. The past always did. Which was why... it was vital to be aware of actions in the present. Because the present became the past, and the past grew. And got up, and followed you. And found you... Who wouldn't be afraid of this? Louise Penny homechildrenpast What 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 Penny regretdonepeople To be honest, the only thing I ever really wanted to be was a writer - since I read 'Charlotte's Web' as a child. Louise Penny honestwantedchildren
