No one wears boots to the beach. That's preposterous!
This is the Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket, which is a novel by Edgar Allan Poe.
—I’m a creature of the night, one of the undead, nosferatu. Cursed by the light, I dwell in the shadows and subsist only on human blood, for all eternity. —You’re drinking coffee, Gordon. —And, erm… and coffee, sometimes.
No, we needed a vessel for you you-ness that is as similar to you as possible. In a way, sir, you’re actually very lucky your son died not long after you did.
I think my neighborhood is being pillaged by the Vikings.
We all belong here. We’re all torturing each other, all the time, whether we know it or not, whether we want to or not, whether we enjoy it or not.
In short, the goal of customer service is to create raving fans.