“I just sit where I'm put, composed
of stone and wishful thinking:
That the deity that kills for pleasure will also
heal,
That in the midst of your nightmare,
the final one, a kind lion will pick your soul
up gently
by the nape of the neck,
And caress you into darkness and paradise.
~ Ruth Zardo, poet and character in All The Devils Are Here”
―
Louise Penny,
All the Devils Are Here