“Hi, pot. It’s me, kettle,” Sophia snapped back.“Hi kettle, you have about thirty seconds before this pot kicks your ass.”
“There was a lot of pot and kettle going on here.”
“Patience is a virtue. (Tee)Excuse me, pot, could you not pick on the kettle? (Joe)”
“Careful, pot" Tod said. "Someone might notice your resemblance to the kettle.”
“He couldn’t be serious. He was not accusing Marc of wanting me dead! If that wasn’t the pot calling the kettle black, I’d…I’d…pound the shit out of the pot myself!”
“If the universe is meaningless, so is the statement that it is so. If this world is a vicious trap, so is its accuser, and the pot is calling the kettle black.”