I'm a big fan of Louise Penny, a Canadian writer, and the protagonist of her 10 or so novels, Chief Inspector Gamache of the Quebec Provincial Police. Penny is no normal mystery writer--her books are full of lyricism, poetry and quirky humor. Her characters, honed over several books, are complex, deep and real.
And Gamache is not your normal cop--he is introspective, deeply philosophical, remarkably well read, fully fluent in English and French, gentle, kind and powerful in all that.
In her first novel of the series, Gamache tells a trainee the four sentences he had been told as a young man by his mentor that led, Gamache believes, to Wisdom.
Here they are:
"I'm sorry."
"I don't know."
"I need help."
"I was wrong."
Eleven words for a path to Wisdom.
What the four sentences share is humility, relationship and openness to the unexpected.
I can't for the life of me conjure up 11 words--or 111, if it comes to that--that could be more valuable in the pursuit of Wisdom or the path to being profoundly and authentically human.
I offer them to you as a gift, with my love.
And as the African saying goes, "if the gift is not welcome, send it back to me with your love."
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