“It's bakin' day. If they had any care at all of folk, they'd know better that to come on bakin' day.""They are men," Charlotte replied. "They only care if the bread is baked or not.”

“Pender laughed. "Verify? In this day and age? Who cares about verifying anything? It's all about the speed. Who gets there first defines the truth. You know that as well as any man living.”

“Only I have no luck any more. But who knows? Maybe today. Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.”

“Do women always care about the size of their stomachs?""Til the day they die, son.""Will they ever know that we don't really care?""Do men always think everything is about them?" she mocks."Til the day they die, Gram." I wink at her.”

“Work is love made visible. And if you cannot work with love but only with distaste, it is better that you should leave your work…For if you bake with indifference, you bake a bitter bread.”

“In Kilanga, people knew nothing of things they might have had - a Frigidaire? a washer-dryer combination? Really, they'd sooner imagine a tree that could pull up its feet and go bake bread. It didn't occur to them to feel sorry for themselves.”