“I'm not British.I'm American."I smile. "Sure you are.""I am.You have to be an American to attend SOAP,remember?""Soap?""School of America in Paris," he explains. "SOAP."Nice.My father sent me here to be cleansed.”
“Soap?""School of America in Paris" he explains. "SOAP".Nice. My father sent me here to be cleansed.”
“I love hotel soaps. For some reason, I always believe those little soaps will bring me luck. So far, they have only brought me soap.”
“Let me stay here," he said. "There was soap.”
“I eat bar soap raw, because if you try cooking it, it disappears. The soap turns into soup.”
“The world of the soap opera is the world of the Emancipated American Woman, a creature whose idleness is employed to no other purpose but creating mischief.”