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We soon became friends,” Captain Sham said, going on with his story as if no one had interrupted, “and one day she said to me, ‘if I ever adopt some orphans and then meet an untimely death, promise me you will raise them for me.’ I told her I would, but of course I never thought I would have to keep my promise.

- Lemony Snicket, The Wide Window

If I could, I could tell the Baudelaires that like earthquakes and puppet shows, their tears were occurring not only without warning but without good reason.

- Lemony Snicket, The Wide Window

Well, I will have to teach her proper English,” Aunt Josephine said stiffly. “I’m sure you all need some brushing up on your grammar, actually. Grammar is the greatest joy in life, don’t you find?”
The three siblings looked at one another. Violet was more likely to say that inventing things was the greatest joy in life, Klaus thought reading was, and Sunny of course took no greater pleasure than in biting things. The Baudelaires thought of grammar—all those rules about how to write and speak the English language—the way they thought of banana bread: fine, but nothing to make a fuss about. Still, it seemed rude to contradict Aunt Josephine.
“Yes,” Violet said finally. “We’ve always loved grammar.

- Lemony Snicket, The Wide Window

It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.

- Lemony Snicket, The Reptile Room

When somebody is a little bit wrong—say, when a waiter puts nonfat milk in your espresso macchiato, instead of lowfat milk—it is often quite easy to explain to them how and why they are wrong. But if somebody is surpassingly wrong—say, when a waiter bites your nose instead of taking your order—you can often be so surprised that you are unable to say anything at all. Paralyzed by how wrong the waiter is, your mouth would hang slightly open and your eyes would blink over and over, but you would be unable to say a word.

- Lemony Snicket, The Reptile Room

Goodness,” Justice Strauss said. “Cooking dinner for an entire theater troupe seems like a lot to ask of children.”
“Count Olaf gives us a lot of responsibility,” Violet said. What she wanted to say was, “Count Olaf is an evil man,” but she was well mannered.

- Lemony Snicket, The Bad Beginning

Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.

- Lemony Snicket (via emandarino)

A Beatrice,
Il mio amore volava come una farfalla
Ma la morte è piombata come un falco
E nelle parole di Emma Montana McElroy
«Immagina un po’ com’è finita»

- Lemony Snicket, La sinistra segheria

È questo che distingue Lemony Snicket da gente come Harry Potter e autori come Phillip Pullman: “Non sono affatto un fan della magia”. Nelle sue storie c’è parecchia sfiga, e nessun deus ex machina che intervenga a rimettere a posto le cose. “Molti pensano che per me scrivere sia un vero spasso, che me la rida tutto il tempo. In realtà farlo mi porta via un sacco d’energia. Ogni volta che ci troviamo al bar per bere qualcosa, gli amici mi devono ricordare che gli orfani Baudelaire sono solo personaggi di fantasia”.

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