Accidents Happen All The Time.

This Story Is About The Baudelaires. And They Are The Sort Of People Who Know That There’s Always Something. Something To Invent, Something To Read, Something To Bite, And Something To Do, To Make A Sanctuary, No Matter How Small. And For This Reason, I Am Happy To Say, The Baudelaires Were Very Fortunate Indeed.

I Write Storys To Entertain Not To Be The Best

When Trouble Strikes, Head To The Library. You Will Either Be Able To Solve The Problem, Or Simply Have Something To Read As The World Crashes Down Around You.

Love Can Smack You Like A Seagull, And Pour All Over Your Feet Like Junk Mail.

I Was Stupid, The Official Descriptive Phrase For Happy.