In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.

And the damsel ran, and told them of her mother's house these things.

Literature is a house with many mansions.

If there is on earth a house with many mansions, it is the house of words.

And the rulers knew not whither I went, or what I did; neither had I as yet told it to the Jews, nor to the priests, nor to the nobles, nor to the rulers, nor to the rest that did the work.

Was it not told my lord what I did when Jezebel slew the prophets of the LORD, how I hid an hundred men of the LORD's prophets by fifty in a cave, and fed them with bread and water? / And now thou sayest, Go, tell thy lord, Behold, Elijah is here: and he shall slay me.