“Time to plant tears, says the almanac.The grandmother sings to the marvelous stoveand the child draws another inscrutable house.”

“My heart sings of your longing for me, and my thoughts climb down to marvel at your mercy. I do not fear as you gather up my days. Your name is the sweetness of time, and you carry me close into the night, speaking consolations, drawing down lights from the sky, saying, See how the night has no terrors for one who remembers the name.”

“Every house needs a grandmother in it.”

“I am a marvelous housekeeper. Every time I leave a man, I keep his house.”

“A time for every occupation under heaven. A time for giving birth, a time for dying; a time for planting, a time for uprooting what has been planted; a time for tears, a time for laughter; a time for mourning, a time for dancing; a time for searching, a time for losing; a time for loving, a time for hating.”

“Every house is a mad-house at some time or another.”