“Nothing was eaten in the house that was not seasoned in the broth of longing.”

“She would not shed a tear, she would not waste the rest of her years simmering in the maggot broth of memory.”

“The first of the line is tied to a tree and the last is being eaten by the ants .”

“my heart has more rooms in it than a whore house”

“The woman let out an expansive laugh that resounded through the house like a spray of broken glass.”

“The driver warned me: Be careful, scholar, they kill in that house. I replied: If it's for love it doesn't matter.”

“We'll turn to ashes in this house without men, but. we won't give this miserable town the pleasure of seeing us weep”