" Beauvoir unfolded the paper in his hands. I just sit where I’m put, composed of stone, and wishful thinking: “Who’s Vincent Gilbert, sir? You seemed to know him.” “He’s a saint.” Beauvoir laughed, but seeing Gamache’s serious face he stopped. “What do you mean?” “There’re some people who believe that.” “Seemed like an asshole to me.” “The hardest part of the process. Telling them apart.” “Do you believe he’s a saint?” Beauvoir was almost afraid to ask. Gamache smiled suddenly. “I’ll leave you here. What do you say to lunch in the bistro in half an hour?” Beauvoir looked at his watch. Twelve thirty-five. “Perfect.” He watched the Chief walk slowly back across the bridge and into Three Pines. Then he looked down again, at the rest of what Ruth had written. that the deity who kills for pleasure will also heal, Someone "

― Louise Penny , The Chief Inspector Armand Gamache Series, Books 4-6