“The Baudelaire orphans hung on to one another, and wept and wept while the adults argued endlessly behind them. Finally-as, I'm sorry… — Lemony Snicket Copy Share Image
“I'm afraid it's not nonsense," Genghis said, shaking his turbaned head and continuing his story. "As I was saying before the little… — Lemony Snicket Copy Share Image
“If the Baudelaire orphans had been stalks of celery, they would not have been small children in great distress, and if they… — Lemony Snicket Copy Share Image
“Well, Nero," Genghis said, "I just wanted to give you this rose-a small gift of congratulations for the wonderful concert you gave… — Lemony Snicket Copy Share Image
“You write poetry?" Klaus asked. He had read a lot about poets but had never met one. "Just a little bit," Isadora… — Lemony Snicket Copy Share Image
“Occasionally, events in one's life become clearer through the prism of experience, a phrase which simply means that things tend to be… — Lemony Snicket Copy Share Image
“Look!" Mr. Poe said, who was still too far to help but close enough to see. "Genghis has an eye tattoo, like… — Lemony Snicket Copy Share Image
“In between bites of banana, Mr. Remora would tell stories, and the children would write the stories down in notebooks, and every… — Lemony Snicket Copy Share Image
