How do your poems start out?” “They start as a lump in the throat,” she said. “Isn’t that normally just a cocktail olive lodged there?” Olivier asked… - Louise Penny

"You too?" She asked Ruth. "How do your poems start out?"

"They start as a lump in the throat," she said.

You’re lying on your deathbed. You have one hour to live. Who is it, exactly, you have needed all these years to forgive?

Armand knew the terror of that first step. He also knew that the key to a full life was taking it. The trick wasn’t necessarily having less fear, it was finding more courage.

"Life is change. If you aren't growing and evolving you're standing still, and the rest of the world is surging ahead. Most of these people are very immature. They lead "still" lives, waiting."