Or - perhaps - I should just worry about my own behavior and let others be who they are. - Louise Penny

[Being jealous] is like drinking acid, and expecting the other person to die.

Do you know, Armand, I can’t remember the last time I felt safe.” “I know what you mean,” said Gamache. “It feels as though this has been going on forever.” “No, I don’t mean just this mess. I mean all my life.

I just sit where I'm put, composed
of stone and wishful thinking:
that the deity who kills for pleasure
will also heal,
that in the midst of your nightmare,
the final one, a kind lion
will come with bandages in her mouth
and the soft body of a woman,
and lick you clean of fever,
and pick your soul up gently by the nape of the neck
and caress you into darkness and paradise.