I'll start.
(p. 28.) "And Lot's wife , of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human."
Say what you want to about the Bible* -- literal word of G-d, or collection of myths -- it's got some great stories in it, which can engage even an avowed Secular Humanist like Vonnegut. The same incident also inspired Wislawa Szymborska to write a poem about it. I'll give you the first few lines, then a link to the rest.
They say I looked back out of curiosity.*"The Bible" is punctuated in an odd (perhaps unique) fashion. If you're talking about the book, its title, it's always capitalized, but not underlined or italicized.
But I could have had other reasons.
I looked back mourning my silver bowl.
Carelessly, while tying my sandal strap.
So I wouldn't have to keep staring at the righteous nape
of my husband Lot's neck.
From the sudden conviction that if I dropped dead
he wouldn't so much as hesitate.
From the disobedience of the meek.