Crying was like pissing everything out on the ground.
Wow. This makes grand central look like a bus stop in Buttfuck Nebraska.
Just the act of cooking made her feel better, because cooking was life.
There had never been a shortage of fools in the world
Everything that goes around comes around, they say, and although I've never been able to figure out who the mysteriously wise sages known as "they" might be, they're certainly right when it comes to time-travel.
The important question has nothing to do with whether the talk in your story is sacred or profane; the only question is how it rings on the page and in your ear. If you expect it to ring true, then you must talk yourself. Even more important, you must shut up and listen to others talk.