I thought an hour ago that I loved you more than any woman has ever loved a man, but a half hour after that I knew that what I felt before was nothing compared to what I felt then. But ten minutes after that, I understood that my previous love was a puddle compared to the high seas before a storm.
William Goldman goes up to the counter and orders a large chocolate chai. But when his drink is ready, the barista refuses to give it to him. She insists that the drink was made for S. Morgenstern, and can’t seem to understand that Morgenstern won’t ever pick up the order. “That isn’t fair!” he says.