“You fed my heart soup.”
“There ain't no point in making soup unless others eat it. Soup needs another mouth to taste it, another heart to be warmed by it.”
“Only the pure of heart can make a good soup.”
“Today I ate my manuscript with the very spoon I used to write it with. My book was called “Chicken Noodle Soup for the Stomach.” I wrote it with alphabet soup, and then edited it with a can of chicken noodle soup.”
“Whoever tells a lie is not pure of heart, and such a person can not cook a clean soup.”
“I fainted....and you ate my ass?You fed me my own ass?”