Chessy

“You asked what I count each evening and each morning. What I counted each day in prison while better men withered and died. Do you know the sums that I do?” Gamache stood still, in case moving would scare this man off and he’d never have his answer. But he knew he needn’t worry. This man was afraid of nothing. “I count my blessings.” He turned and saw Irene on the terrasse, as though he’d sensed her there. “We’re all blessed and we’re all blighted, Chief Inspector,” said Finney. “Every day each of us does our sums. The question is, what do we count?”
― Louise Penny, A Rule Against Murder

“I have said before: It interests me how we find ways to feel superior to another person, another group of people. It happens everywhere, and all the time. Whatever we call it, I think it’s the lowest part of who we are, this need to find someone else to put down.”
― Elizabeth Strout, My Name Is Lucy Barton

“There is that constant judgment in this world: How are we going to make sure we do not feel inferior to another?”
― Elizabeth Strout, My Name Is Lucy Barton

“She quotes Matisse: All art worthy of the name is religious. Be it a creation of lines, or colours: if it is not religious, it does not exist. If it is not religious, it is only a matter of documentary art, anecdotal art…which is no longer art.”
― Charlotte Wood, Stone Yard Devotional