“No soup for you”

“Do you want any soup?""No," said Jace."Do you think Hodge will want any soup?""No one wants any soup.""I want some soup," Simon said."No you dont," said Jace. "You just want to sleep with Isabelle.”

“She shrugged. "All right. Are you going to come back? Do you want any soup?""No," said Jace."Do you think Hodge will want any soup?"No one wants any soup.""I want some soup," Simon said."No, you don't," said Jace. "You just want to sleep with Isabelle."Simon was appalled. "That is not true.""How flattering," Isabelle murmured into the soup, but she was smirking.”

“Motherhood is when eating chicken soup; the kids get the chicken and you get the soup and you would still feel happily stuffed.”

“Can you use this for soup?”

“There is nothing like soup. It is by nature eccentric: no two are ever alike, unless of course you get your soup in a can.”